After tossing and turning for hours, the little girl grabs her plush and heads to Dad’s room
“Oh poor baby… c’mere and lay down with dad”
Dad turns a dim light for the girl to get under the sheets with him
“Dad’s bed is so warm… and it smells nice” She get closer to her older man and snuggles her plushie, already feeling better “I wish I could sleep here everyday”
“Me too baby, but you have your own bed… here drink some water”
The girl drinks the whole cup and the father kisses her forehead lovingly.
And in a few minutes she is deep in sleep
When the girl wakes up it’s already morning, she is in her bed and it’s odd, she was sure she went to her dad’s room last night…
She thinks really hard about the last night, did her dad took her back to her own bed… or she didn’t leave at all?… was it all a dream?
“I couldn’t sleep… so I went to dad’s room… I cuddled with dad and…”
Images flash through her mind, dad on top of her, lifting her pink nighty, squeezing her tiny tits, sucking her nipples, she remembers the sounds, the moans, the groans, the desperate pantings from him.
“Oh my goodness, you’re so wet already”
“Don’t worry, dad will make it feel good”
“Baby! Are you awake? Breakfast is almost ready!” Her dad shouts from the kitchen, she puts her clothes in a hurry and goes to him.
When she enters the kitchen everything seems normal, too normal, as it always is.
“Good morning sweetheart! Did you sleep well?” He looks at her with his usual smile, sweet as honey, she sits at the table and he places a plate with pancakes in front of her and a kiss on her forehead.
I can’t believe I had a wet dream with my father, that’s so embarrassing… I am sick… who dreams something so gross like that?!
But… well… I guess my friends are right… I hate to hear it and admit it… but… he’s pretty handsome… and hot… I guess I understand… it’s not like the other dads…
I guess he takes good care of himself… with his beard… and his smile… he smells so good and it’s always dressed nicely… OMG what am I doing?
“Do you want a ride today, my love? I can take you if we leave in a couple of minutes”
“Uh… I… yeah. Thanks dad!”
“Go get ready and we will leave soon, okay?”
“Yes! Ok! Ima grab my bag. Thanks!”
She goes to her room, finishes getting ready and on her way out she sees it, a little plushie under her father’s bed.
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