"Daddy?"
Eighteen-year-old Sirena stood at the doorway to her daddy's room, wearing an old oversized shirt of her daddy's and sleep shorts. Thunder boomed outside and lightning flashed in the window.
"Daaaddddyyy???" Sirena tried again. She tiptoed forward, eyeing the lump on the bed that was her father. Finally, he grunted, starting to wake up.
"Yes, Little One?"
"I had a nightmare and woke up to super loud thunder. Can I sleep with you? Cuddles will help calm me..."
"Aren't you a little old for this?"
"Please, Daddy?" she whined.
At this, her father sighed. He couldn't help it. As soon as she said daddy his heart melted and he caved every single time.
"Fine." He lifted a small portion of the covers so that she could climb in with him.
Sirena climbed in next to him, settling in against his toned body. It had been years since her mother died so her father welcomed her embrace, wrapping his arms around his daughter. He inhaled her hair as he settled against her, burying his nose in her raven-colored locks as he inhaled her mango shampoo. Sirena's ass ground against his hips, wiggling to get more comfortable.
"I love you, Daddy," Sirena whispered.
"I love you too, Little one. Can you stop wiggling around so much?" her daddy whispered back.
Her ass grinding against his cock had caused it to stir, rising to half-mast.
"Why, Daddy?" she cooed, innocently.
His cock dug into her firm ass and she was loving every second. She ground hard against him, feeling his cock get hard as a rock.
"Daddy, would you do anything for me?"
"Of course, Princess."
"My, um...down there parts feel funny."
"They do?"
"Mm-hm. They're all tingly...almost like...I dunno...they're seeking something.."
At this, her father's cock, which had been pinned between her ass cheeks twitched. Sirena giggled low in her throat.
"So what are you asking Daddy to do Princess?"
"Make them feel better. Please, Daddy."
Daddy's hand began rubbing her belly, getting lower and lower. He loved her soft skin, all of those lotions and body scrubs she's gotten seem to be paying off.
"And how would Princess like Daddy to make them feel better?"
Daddy's hand dipped lower, just inside the waistband of her sleep shorts. She wasn't wearing any panties, so he was very close to her kitty. Her breath caught in her throat, and she squeezed her eyes shut; waiting.