My Hottie Dad Cant Help Falling For Him

The glint of the sun penetrated her spacious and luxurious room. That seemed to rouse her from her sleep, she fluttered her eyes then opened them to the bright morning sun illuminated inside her room. She uncovered the quilt from her body then realized her panties were drenched with her orgasm, she made a facepalm while tugging the strands of her hair that were dangling at her forehead. She was wet again, her only dream was to have his Dad's dick buried inside her wet pussy.

And whenever she had this dream, she would virtually become wet, she naturally got wet just by imagining her Dad savoring her taste. She slowly rose her head to face with her Dad's large portrait in the room. Mere staring at her Dad's ordinary image, her lips contorted to a wide grin while her heart throbbed wildly. “Morning Dad, I hope you slept well? And I want to believe you saw me in your dream as well because you raided my dream all through the night," She said with a beam, and after she completed her words, she jumped off her queen-sized bed. She rapidly wore her red pajamas, slipped her feet into her flip-flops, then race out of her room gleefully.

She practically ran through the passageway, the great joy that was steaming in her heart knew no bounds. Furthermore, she jiggled the doorknob, pushed it open, and peered her head inside her parent's room, “Okay if I come in, Dad?” A few seconds flew by, but she got no response. She blinked her eyes twice before letting go of the doorknob and took a pace into the tremendous and exquisite room. That was odd, normally she would have heard her Dad's enlivened voice. “Dad, are you in the bathroom?” She didn't hear any voice or sound again. Later, she ascertained that her Dad wasn't in the room.

At the magnificent living room, there she stood, peeking her eyes at every opening, searching for her Dad. “Daniella” A lukewarm and sweet voice suddenly called out from a distance, she was stunned as she swiftly turned to the kitchen direction, that wasn't her Dad's voice, but the voice sure sounded familiar. She got closer to the kitchen, stood at the doorway, and faced with a robust figure backing her, her long legs stepped on a pair of black heeled boots, her dark brown curled hair swayed down her buttocks, intensifying the navy blue two-piece skirt with suit pant that she was wearing. That was Jessica, her mother. “Good morning, Daddy's girl” Jessica greeted her only child, jovially. However, she was stirring the content in the pot on the cooker. “Morning mum, when did you arrive? You didn't even notify me that you would arrive today” Daniella denounced, not willing to hide how discontented she was at that moment, her mom was the last person she expected.

Jessica smiled wryly, of course, she was cognizant of the fact that her daughter didn't give a damn about her, she knew her daughter only loves her Dad. The wry smile on her lips emitted as she put down the ladle in her hand, pulled out the cooking hand gloves in her both hands, and swiveled around to face her daughter. She moved closer, “You're disappointed to see me, isn't it?” Jessica asked, sadly. “Well, yeah because I wasn't expecting to see you anytime soon,” Daniella admitted blandly, with a profound expression. Jessica pulled a long face after she listened to her daughter's blatant response, “Have you seen Dad?” Daniella asked, obviously avoiding any further talk with her mum. She singled out her arms that were interlaced beneath her breast. “Funny me, I was asking if you've seen Dad, whereas you should be the one asking me” She tuts and turned away from the kitchen, heading into the dining room. She couldn't help but wonder where her Dad could have gone to, she could clearly recall her Dad's schedule for today, which affirmed that there was no lesson today or had he had gone to the gymnastic center? “Liam had gone to the college, he has a fixed class to lecture this morning” Daniella twirled, facing Jessica. “Really? Then how come I didn't know about it” Her eyes and mouth widened in surprise, “Come seat, I'll serve breakfast soon” Jessica scooted one of the chairs for Daniella to sit, but she didn't budge, her chest was already heaving up and down at the slightest thought of a random girl drooling over her Dad in the lecture room. “I'm going to school, mum” She announced and moved forward towards the staircase. “Your Dad had told me you have no lecture today, Ella!” Jessica shrieked, visibly upset. She was pleased to hear from her husband that her daughter had no lecture today, and she had promised to prepare her breakfast, at least to make up for those times she had been away for work.