Daddy carried me to the big shower in his and Mom's ensuite bathroom.
When he set me down, I pulled him to me for another kiss. I loved being able to do that.
He was a great kisser; he was a little rough but mostly gentle and not too much tongue. He'd been right. I was looking for the wrong sort of experience in T.
Daddy turned on the shower as I looked at myself in the mirror. I could see his jizz splattered over my stomach. It should be disgusting. It wasn't. It made me hot.
"Step in," Daddy said.
I was a little sad to see his c*m dissolve and wash away. If it hadn't started getting dry and itchy, I might have wanted to sleep like that, with the evidence that he wanted me all over my skin.
When Daddy stepped into the shower with me, he was still hard. I reached for him, but he grab
