While Daddy Is Sleeping Novels & Stories

"I love you so much. We're one now, nothing will ever tear us apart." "Yes, daddy," I smiled. "I'm yours." We fell asleep in each other's arms. I must have turned over during the night because when I woke up I was spooned in daddy's embrace and I could feel his hard cock against my ass as his hands played with my tits and his lips kissed my neck. "Is daddy's little slut awake now?" he whispered against my neck. "Yes, I am," I replied and turned my head to receive his kiss. "Then it's time to fill your cunt again."

“Daddy is sorry, Alexander. Don’t cry now. Daddy is going to stay on your bed tonight. I will catch the monsters for you so sleep tight and don’t be afraid. We will be together for a long, long time. Good night, son.” The sun was still bright out but I closed my eyes and listened to the lullaby. I know it was decades too late but I still found myself whispering, “Good night to you too, dad.” (Katriona) DAD had shown another miracle today. When I went to his room, he was already awake and he seemed to be waiting for me. He was in a crisp white button-down shirt, linen pants, and leather shoes. He beamed when he saw me.

he groaned as his own climax arrived. Holding me tightly, he pulled out his cock and came. Hot and burning sperm…released on his thighs. **************** “Mama!” TA’s cheer and the bounce of her little feet on the bed tugged me out of sleep. I groaned, too heavy with drowsiness to open my eyes. “You are loud. Go away.” “What are you doing, Mama?” “Sleeping. Now leave me alone. Go find your Papa.” “Good morning,” Jay’s deep voice cut through the room, and my eyes flew open.

She chided it in a low tone before looking at daddy that was still sleeping soundly on his bed. “Daddy is still sleeping,” she pointed at daddy. “Should we wake him up?” I grinned at her, aware of her meaning. I climbed to daddy’s body and sat on his bare chest. “Daddy, wake up. It’s time to go to work. Daddy, daddy, daddy!” I called him a few times while jumping on his body. He groaned with his eyes still closed. “I didn’t hear any alarm yet. We still have time to sleep. Stop jumping, sweetheart.”

"Huh? Why? What happened to mommy?" I carried Darya and walked upstairs. I'm worried about my wife. "She wants me to sleep with her and she told me that you will sleep outside the house because you're stubborn." I stopped in the middle of the staircase and looked at my daughter. "She said that?" "Yes, daddy." "If she wants you to sleep with her, then why are you still awake? You're supposed to be sleeping by now, young lady." She giggled. "Mommy fell asleep first, so I waited for you."

[It's really you daddy] "Yeah" "ay lab yuu so much. Bwat daddi ken I slip mow? " [I love you so much. But daddy can I sleep more?] "You can" The princess slept again while holding his father's hand. I'm so happy for you

Sleep well, and daddy loves you. When the phone of Dylan notified, he read it silently, and a broad smile is surfacing. Turning off his phone and sleep tight with his daddy's permeated scent on the sheets.

I rested my head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “Did you have fun today, baby girl?” he asked, his voice soft and soothing. “Mmhmm,” I mumbled, already feeling myself drifting off. “It was the best day ever. Thank you, Daddy.” He kissed the top of my head, his arm wrapped securely around me. “I’m glad you had a good time, princess. I love you.” “I love you too, Daddy,” I whispered, my eyelids growing heavier by the second. We lay there in the quiet, the room filled with the gentle sound of our breathing. I felt safe and loved, wrapped in Daddy’s warmth, and before I knew it, sleep took over.

Hunter demands jumping on the bed next to me and mommy. "Ken, I think we gonna need a larger bed" daddy says with a chuckle.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.