“Anyway, we’re running late. We’ll catch up soon,” Dad said, turning to look at me. “Sweetheart, come say hello to Brad. Why are you so quiet?”“Christ! Baby girl. You’re all grown and beautiful,” Brad said, his deep voice sending a shiver straight to my core. “Come here and give Daddy a hug.”The word *Daddy* hit me like lightning. My pussy throbbed even harder, a fresh rush of wetness soaking my panties. I stepped forward on shaky legs.Brad pulled me into his arms, wrapping me up in his strong, warm embrace. His body was solid muscle against mine, his chest pressing into my breasts, one big hand settling low on my back, almost at the curve of my ass. I could smell his cologne — masculine, expensive, intoxicating. For a second I let myself melt into him, feeling the heat of his body, the hardness of his muscles, and the unmistakable thick bulge that brushed against my stomach as he held me a little longer than necessary.My nipples tightened painfully against his chest. My puss
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