Daddy’s Little Girl (Chapter 8)

“I love you, Dad,” Melinda whispered then began to kiss back down his neck. Moving slowly down, her tongue following the contours of her body until she reached his belly. She placed gentle kisses across the smooth surface of his stomach. She sat up and slowly began to tug off his navy blue sweats.

Melinda knelt between his legs and grasped his long, throbbing cock. She slowly bent to his center, kissing the head as she went. She teased him, denying him her mouth to the place he wanted it most. Up and down his legs she moved, even taking his toes into her mouth and sucking them. She knew that she was teasing her father to the brink of her endurance.

Finally, Melinda is looking down at his pulsing penis. Her mouth is practically drooled. With a little whine, she took him in her mouth.

“Oh, Jesus Melinda, oh God, oh God,” Eric moaned as he felt her tongue move up and down the shaft.

“Let me get to the skin,” Melinda said, pushing the soft robe down until his shoulders were bare. Even his shoulders are sexy, Melinda thought as her hands went to work on him again.