(This joins on from my previous story, Daddy and I sharing a bath but can be read on its own.
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It's Friday night, I'm home alone, my mum and sister are away for the night and my dad is on his way home from his works nights out.
It's been almost a week since Daddy and I shared a bath and I can't stop thinking about it. We haven't spoken about it yet. I hope he doesn't regret what happened because it's all I have been thinking about.
All I want is to run my hands through his soft reddish hair and up his thick muscly thighs. I want to kiss him so deeply on the mouth and work my way slowly down his body until I get to his big thick cock and take it in my mouth.
My Daddy is on his way home from his night out and he sounded tipsy on the phone. I have decided to set up a romantic night for us for him coming home. I have set up my massage table in the living room and lit some candles.
I have put on the sexiest underwear that I could find, a black and silver silk bra with a pink bow and matching panties. I'm also wearing a pair of black high heels to show off my long tan legs. I stand to admire myself in my mirror, looking at my toned body and belly button piercing with my long brown hair falling down my back.