Cogiendo A Mi Hija Dormida Novels & Stories

I sigh, unhooking her bra, knowing she didn't like to sleep with a hooked bra,snorting at her laziness to do it herself. I gaze at my sleeping beauty,as she lets out soft snores in no time,the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest lulling me to sleep when I jerk awake. "Mumma",my four year old pushes our bedroom door open,a teddy bear in her hand. I crane my neck upwards,placing a finger on my lips, signalling my daughter to keep it low. "I gently untangle myself from my wife as I turn to my daughter walking towards me. "What happened beta?"

I immediately stood up and went to his crib so I wouldn't wake up Crescent. I carried Zion and gently rocked him. I looked at my wife; Vanna was beside her, hugging the baby. I just smiled while staring at my daughter. She insisted on sleeping here in our room; she said she wants to take care of the baby when he cries. But she's sleeping like a log right now. My big girl is a heavy sleeper. "Hmm, what do you want, baby? Hmm?" I asked in a soft voice while gently tapping Zion's legs.

Her lips luscious and swollen from crying. Even with her tall, muscular frame, I managed to lift her from the floor to the couch. Before I could get up from the side of the couch, her strong arms pull me down next to her. She pushes her face I my neck and lets out a content sigh. "Mum, I missed you," she murmurs in her sleep.

Mia came closer: - I'll let her hold me and sleep. - Okay, if you can move her. Joseph had been speechless for a long time because of Julie's weird habit. She had to put her hands on his chest otherwise she couldn't sleep. She woke up as soon as he tried to move her. Mia gently tried to move her hand, but she woke up immediately. - Mom, what are you doing? - Give me a hug and sleep. - I want to hug daddy and sleep, but... - But what ? Mia asked, perplexed.

I take the whip that rests in my hand and drag it up her back. "Hush!" I demand as I slap the whip up against her backside getting her to jump a little from the impact. I check her binds as I rub my fingers around her clit making it wet, getting it ready for the main course. "Daddy," I hear as the daydream is ended by my daughter's peculiar look of interest on her face. "Huh," I stumble out. "Were you sleeping daddy, you have drool on your face," she says making me wipe the drool from my chin. Damn it, I just daydreamed about the woman right in front of my seven year old daughter, I am a horrible father.

I love I get to take care of her and she lets me. "Shhh baby just sleep",I put the code in our front door and ease her in. I shut and lock it before setting the alarm. May is out like a light and even me tripping doesn't wake her. Heading to our room I gently undress her and put a nightgown on her before stripping naked. I crawl in and snuggle her as I pass out. I wake the next day to puking and I pull on sweats before rushing to help her.

Now The sun shining through the living room window wakes me up. Dad’s arms are around me as he snores softly. I’m curled up next to him, leaning all my weight on his side as he sits on the floor. He slept all night like this, for me. The thought comes out of nowhere and I wonder what else he would do for his daughter. If he would do anything for me.

He turned it back to me, a small frown on his face while I stared at him in surprise. "How?" I had always been known as the child who could sleep in one position for hours, since I had gotten used to sharing a bed with my sister at an early age. One time, my mother recounted an incident where she me curled up in a corner of the bed and she had to turn me to lie more comfortably. So how I possibly have pushed Cole off the bed? Or did I fart in my sleep? I mentally face palmed and blushed hard as I turned away from him.

She glances at me as I run towards Ben. "He must have been really tired." She tells me. "Yeah. He must've been." I agreed. I squat down before the couch where Ben was sleeping and carefully carried him. He was heavy but I still managed to carry him anyway. Rose and I walked up the stairs to place the kids inside their room. I gently place Ben on top of his bed and pulled the blanket up to his chin. I watch my own son sleep peacefully and I quickly pushed his hair off his eyes and forehead. As soon as I got a hang of it, I kiss his forehead and headed towards his door and left.

“Oh, wow. You two can’t even stand three feet apart, huh? You’re practically glued together.” I shot her a glare, but it only made her laugh harder. My blush deepened as Leo chuckled lowly behind me, obviously enjoying my embarrassment. But then my eyes softened as they landed on my father. He sat on the couch, cradling my baby girl in his arms. My daughter. Her little fists were curled tight, lips parted in her sleep. My heart clenched.