Novel & Cerita Daddy Where You Are

she murmurs. I peer at the figure from head to toe and tilt my head to the side. It does look like him. My phone rings, I pull it out and a smile forms on my lips. “Daddy,” I scream into the receiver. His chuckles tickle my ear, Maria mouths something about a daddy’s girl to me and I stick out my tongue. Looking out the window, I see Daddy take off his glasses to dab at his eyes and my smile expands. “Daddy, where are you?” “In front of your school, where are you?”

And as the typical of him, Daddy was only wearing his boxers. “Where have you been, Daddy?” his right eyebrow shot up. Daddy crossed his arms as he leaned his beefy body on the white wall. “Did you missed me that much?” he wiggled his brows, followed by scratching his beard. Oh, come on, Daddy! I was just looking for you.

The wave inside me was growing faster now, swirling and sloshing, every thrust of Daddy's cock sending ripples racing out to the furthest extent of my fingers and toes. “Where do you want it, baby?” Daddy asked, and I was so lost in my own thoughts that for a moment I was confused, staring uncomprehendingly up into his eyes. “I'm getting close, baby,” he explained. “It won't be much longer. Where do you want me to cum, when I do?”

I look around for my momma but she's not here. {{ Daddy.... w-where's my mommy? }} daddy looks sad, I pat him on his face {{ what's wrong daddy? }} I turn and strain to see what he's looking at, people rolling a bed and my mommy is on the bed, why is she like that? I can feel my eyes burn because I remember back at the bad place that people where on those beds when they went bye bye forever. I look up to my dad and he's looking down at me, daddy is so very sad {{ d-daddy...w-why is mommy like that? is mommy gonna go bye bye forever? is she gonna leave us alone?! DADDY!!! WAKE MOMMY UP!! MOMMY WAKE UP!!! WAKE UP MOMMY !! }} I try I really try to reach out to her but daddy holds me so tightly.

And Alpha was on the phone with me the whole time. I suddenly heard my babygirl crying in the background asking for her mother and I ask that she be put on the phone. "Da.. daddy? Where's m.. ommy?" I take some deep breaths and try to be strong for her, it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to say in my life. "Sweetie, your mommy is with the Moon Goddess now, but she will always and forever be with us okay?" "Okay, Daddy, are you coming home?" she sniffled, she's so strong, just like her mom. "Yes sweetie next week, I have some business to do here in Texas okay?" "Okay, Daddy, love you.." she starts, "To the Moon and back!" I finish.

Anya’s POV: Flora had not seen his Daddy for many days and didn’t know what had happened. “Mommy, where is Daddy?” “Evan, he…” My face darkened. I didn’t know how to explain it to Flora. “I have not seen Daddy for a few days. Where did he go?” “Daddy is overseas on a business trip. He might not be back for a long time.” Flora asked innocently, How long?” I could only comfort my daughter, “Dear, your daddy will be certainly come and see you soon as he come back.”

I stood a few feet from where he was, while my eyes scanned once more, “Hello Daddy!” “Veronica… What's going on? You said you'd be here half an hour ago and I can't seem to find you.” Dad complained. My feet moved. I quickened my steps in his direction, hoping to find him just by the entrance. “I'm already here. There's no need to worry, Dad, I'm already here.” “Where?” I saw him. East of the entrance, a hand to his ear the other on his waist, his expression was tired, his grey hair scattered with the wind.

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

He rasped against my mouth. “Yes Daddy.” THE END

He proved to be a great listener I wondered two days in if he’d ever wake up. This morning I went through the routine when my mom called me and our conversation ended up in her cussing at Peter because, in her words, he is a 'dirty man whore' Now I went into my newfound hobby of gazing at the man in my bed. I'd giving him a name too, Kel, after my dog I had when I was eleven. I couldn't still place where he was from because he didn't look American one bit and now that I think about it neither did those men.