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daddy's little girl

Alexander smirked, gently tightening his grip on Emma's breast. "You are one naughty girl," he grinned. "First you go behind my back and start fooling around with boys, and now you're seducing your own father. I'll tell you what: I was going to get you a car when you went off to college. I'll give it to you now. Any car you want: just name it. And I'll let you stay out as long as you want - but only on the condition that you belong only to me. I love you, Emma. I always have. I guess in my heart, this was what I always wanted - to have you all to myself. You are just so beautiful." He kissed her again, and gently ran his hand around in a circle around her boob.
 
Emma gasped a little when her father tightened his grip on her breast, even though she was saying she wouldn't come to orgasm through her breast her nipples said different as they stood erect against the palm of his hand. "Really?" she smiled "Well I want.. hmm.." she had to think "I'll get back to you" she murmured as she pressed her lips to his then nodded "I've always been yours dad.. you just never claimed me.." she smiled. Kissing him back she wrapped her arms around his neck "I love you too.. Alexander" she whispered. Deciding then calling him Daddy was done she wanted him to see her as a adult.. HIS adult now girlfriend. She was her father's from then on.
 
"I love you too, Emma," Alexander gasped. He didn't mind his daughter was calling him by his real name. He didn't care. He loved her. He slid his hand around her breast one more time, then slid it down between her breasts and across her taut little stomach. Then, he carefully slipped his hand slowly and sensually up underneath her shirt across her bare tummy.
 
Biting her lip she moaned softly at the feel of his hands across her belly and bit her lip. "That feels nice" she murmured against his lips before she continued to kiss him her fingers running through the back of his hair slowly.
 
Alexander gently started to work his hand around Emma's tummy in a light massage. He teased her belly button and ran his hand across her taut stomach muscles. He had used to tickle and rub her tummy when she was younger, but stopped when she got older. Then, it had been out of play or a brief show of affection. Now it was slow and sensual with the explicit purpose of arousing a response within Emma. He had been wanting to do this for so long. It was pure torture to see Emma in crop-tops and bikinis and not being able to run his hands over her strong, flat, smooth belly.
 
Groaning lightly as he carressed her belly she pulled back slightly. Looking at him she lifted her shirt over her head dropping it. Smiling gently as she pressed her bare chest against his as she moved to kiss his neck gently. (on phone sorry its short.)
 
Alexander was greatly impressed when his daughter removed her shirt and exposed her breasts. She was not wearing a bra. Her perfectly formed, perky titties looked inviting. Alexander worked his hands up Emma's tummy and gently took hold of her bare breasts. He squeezed them, then rubbed his palms against her rock-hard nipples.
 
She moaned softly softy sucking on his neck as her hand moved to below his shirt, resting on his sides. Every now and then her hands moved lifting his shirt higher, trying to give him the hint that she wanted it off. "Take it off" she panted against his neck.
 
Alexander smiled. "You want to see an old man's chest?" he teased. He shifted a bit, and brushed his shirt against Emma's nipples, teasing them with the fabric, wondering how sensitive they were to its softness.
 
"Oh hush you are not old" she laughed a little and took a sharp intake of breath. Between the cold hair hitting her nipples making them hard enough to hurt and his shirt slightly rubbing them she couldn't contain herself. "I..could.. cut glass" she joked.
 
Alexander slid his hand around one of Emma's breasts, then eased his fingers slightly between his chest and hers. He teased the area around her nipple, then suddenly pinched it. She was right: it was so stiff and hard. He flicked it with his thumb
 
Gasping out a little as she felt him pinch it then flick it as she bit her lip "I wasn't kidding" she laughed a little. "You know.. your being a huge tease right now.."
 
"Do you like it when I tease your nipples?" asked Alexander. He flicked her nipple again and squeezed it. Then he started rubbing it the way he might adjust the knobs on a watch.
 
Nodding her head a bit "Yes I do" she answered and flinched a little at the flick. "Be nice to them and they'll be nice to you" she murmured and smirked a little. When he began to rub her breast Emma moaned and arched her back a bit toward his hands more.
 
"Oh baby, I just want to rip your shirt right off!" moaned Alexander. As he tweeked her nipples, he started rocking his cock against her leg. "Your breasts are just so big and so perfect! Mmmm... I dare say they're my favorite part of you. Oh how I love you."
 
She had to laugh a little "All the blood left your head and is in your dick right now dad.. I'm not wearing a shirt" she giggled and kissed him. "What do you wanna do to them?" she murmured. as she leaned down to suck on his neck, as if she was trying to mark him. Moving her hips as she dry humped him gently.
 
Alexander groaned with pleasure as his daughter's soft clothing rubbed against his sensative dick. "I want to squeeze them, and rub them, and kiss them," he sighed. Then, after I've fucked you, I want to take my cock, and hump you right between them. But first, I want to make you cum." He gently squeezed her tits again.
 
"I'll let you know now.. squeezing them is not going to get the job down, or rubbing them" she smirked "I'm not desperate to cum.. When we do fuck.. I'll be doing enough of it" she cooed in his ear as her fingers rubbed his chest in circles gently.
 
"Then what will make my daughter squeal?" asked Alexander, gently pressing Emma's breasts. "If I took off my shirt?"
 
Grinning suddenly she bit his lip gently "I want oral attention.. doesn't have to be down below.. even on my breast will get me off..quick for you" she whispered as she laid him back she kissed his belly up his chest slowly. "Or.." she murmured as she moved her hips again "We can move on to much funner things" she grinned.
 
"Oh?" asked Alexander, intrigued by his daughter's admission. He'd never met a woman who was orally turned on. "Like this?" He slid down, and gently started kissing Emma's breast, working his way around her boob toward her nipple. With his other hand, he continued carressing her other breast.
 
Through clenched teeth she sucked in a breath and moaned going limp in her father's arms "Yes.. Just like that" she groaned as he kissed her nipple. Her hips began to move on him as she began to dry hump her father. The feeling her was giving her was unlike any she had felt before her toes curled a little.
 
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