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I was happy just laying there in my Daddy’s arms. After a while, I just laid against his chest crying, with him rocking and whispering to me.Īfter I stopped crying, I was still on Daddy’s lap and he hadn’t moved me yet. Daddy just held me and rocked me, drying my tears with his hands and cooing to me. I was so relieved, and the words just started pouring out of my mouth about the fight I had with my friend, and how horrible I felt. I moved to climb up on his lap, and he didn’t stop me. “Ohhh, babygirl…don’t cry, what happened?” He hugged me close and guided me over to the leather sofa in his office. Daddy got up from his desk and came towards me.
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All the pent up emotions of the day were just too much for me. “Hi, babygirl, how was yo–what’s wrong, baby?” I couldn’t help it, I started to cry. I stood in the door and said “Daddy?” He turned around in his chair to look at me. I put my backpack down on the table in the dining room (Mom bitches if I leave it in the hallway), and I made my way to the study. I walked into the house, and called to him: I was relieved because I hate talking to Mom about stuff she always tries to find a solution to my problems, but Daddy knows that I just need someone to listen. When I finally got home, Daddy was already there. I was so pissed the whole day, and I couldn’t wait to get home. Today, I got into a huge argument in class with one of my friends.
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My friend Julie said that it’s because I have boobs, plus I’m way too old to sit on his lap, anyway. I love cuddling with him, but in the last year or two, Daddy doesn’t want to cuddle with me, or for me to sit on his lap. We talk about everything, and I feel like he’s the only one who knows me. My first memory is of him coming home and picking me up, holding me in his arms. Everyone always describes me as a Daddy’s girl, and I could care less. I understand that happens, he's a boy after all, but I'm his sister? I feel like it's my fault for wearing something like that around him (it actually was 3 inches above my knee, so it wasn't at all that short except when I sat down and it would rise.) We haven't said anything to each other since then, and I honestly don't even know WHAT to say since I feel all awkward and uncomfortable around him now.I love my Daddy. It was scaring me a little, so I tried to descretely move onto his thigh, but he noticed, and was like "Oh.Sorry about.Ummm that happens when.yeah." and he was really red, so I didn't want to embarrass him more, so I was just like, "What?" but he knew I was lying, and I felt bad for him. Then I could feel his."thing" coming up, and he was like breathing heavily, and shaking. My brother (btw he's 15 and I'm 16) wanted me to sit on his lap, but I really didn't want to since the dress I was wearing rose a few inches when sitting down and it was sleeveless, so I just didn't wanna be on my little brother like that! He's bigger than me, so he just pulled me onto him, anr eventually I just sat there, and was like whatever. I just made this like 5 minutes ago, so I have no idea what I'm doing, so please bear with me, haha Well anywaaaays: We have a Christmas eve party every year, so a whole bunch of our family and friends were at our house, and there really wasn't enough space for all of us to sit in the living room all at once.