I had to work the next day so we didn’t stay up late, although I’m not sure that either of us got a full night of sleep. My body was relaxed but my mind wouldn’t keep still. I kept opening my eyes just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming that he was really there, still beside me. Maybe I’m still dreaming. How can one person love so much, give of himself so much, take so much from me, inflict such pain, and then take my heart and soul flying free and inspire me to love him so completely?

Monday morning I awoke to the feel of Daddy’s hard cock firmly against my hips. I simply couldn’t NOT respond to that and eagerly took him into my mouth. I wished only that I didn’t have to practically leap up out of the bed right after he came in my mouth in order to start getting ready for work. I poured us each a coffee, got into the tub, and then got ready for work while he dressed. I was ever aware of his presence, calm and watchful.

I hated leaving him to go to work. I want not...

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