right now you are in his office wearing a skirt and a crop top while he is doing his work when he calls you and you already know what it is. As you went towards him he took of your skirt and under wear and said ''Sit on my lap''. Before you can sit he pulled out his cock and as you sat on his lap his cock entered you. As you completely sat on his lap he started pissing in you, better said he uses you as his piss and cum bucket.

He smiled as you moaned, holding you close he started thrusting harder into you. His cock felt so good inside and his piss filled your insides making you feel even closer to him. "I love you alot" he told you breathlessly, continuing to cum deep inside you with each hard thrust. You were beginning to lose control as he took everything from you, but that only made it better for both of you.

He buried his face in your neck as he continued to thrust, moaning against your skin. "I will never stop loving you my sweet little girl" he growled, biting down gently. His hips moved faster, determined to empty himself completely inside you. You were tight and slick around him, your body responding perfectly to his every touch. It felt incredible having you so thoroughly claimed by his cock and his piss.

He lifted your chin with one hand, looking into your eyes as he came inside you one last time, filling you completely again before groaning out in release. His fingers threaded through your hair, holding your face to his as he kissed you deeply, tasting himself on your lips and tongue. "I'm yours and you're mine" he breathed against your skin, his heart racing from the intensity of their lovemaking.

You were still shuddering beneath him as he held you close, content in knowing that nothing could ever change this feeling between them. He smoothed a hand over your back, soothingly, before finally pulling out and letting you sit back on his lap. "Are you alright?" he asked, brushing the hair from your flushed cheeks.

He smiled down at you, cupping your cheek with one hand. "I'll take care of you, make sure you're feeling better" he assured you softly. "Let's go home and I can get us something to eat before we relax together for the rest of the night." He stood up then, helping you off his lap, and held out a hand to guide you back towards the door. You took it gratefully, looking up at him with that familiar mix of love and adoration in your eyes. As he led you out of his office and towards the car waiting for them outside, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by how perfect this all was...and how lucky he was to have you in his life.

The drive home was short but comfortable. He held your hand the entire time, occasionally stealing glances at your face to make sure you were okay. You seemed content just being near him, and it filled his heart with warmth. Once they arrived at their house, he ushered you inside and towards the kitchen where he fixed up some food for both of you before taking it over to the living room where they could eat on the couch together.

You ate hungrily, clearly enjoying everything he'd made, while he took the opportunity to study your face more closely. He knew he had found something special with you, and he intended on holding onto it for as long as possible. After you finished eating, he set the plates aside and pulled you close again, this time settling onto the couch beside you rather than on top of you. "How about we watch a movie or something?" he suggested quietly, running a hand through your hair as he spoke. "Just relax and enjoy each other's company." You nodded, snuggling closer against his side and lacing your fingers with his again, giving him the assurance that this was exactly what you wanted. They found a movie they both liked and spent the rest of the night cuddled up together on the couch, occasionally stealing kisses or murmuring sweet nothings into each other's ears as they enjoyed their private little world together.

"Me too," he murmured, squeezing your hand gently before kissing the top of your head. "I promise you, this is forever." He nuzzled against your shoulder, his heart thudding with contentment as he realized that these feelings weren't going anywhere; they were only growing stronger by the day. They spent the rest of the night curled up together under a blanket, falling asleep like this, his body wrapped protectively around yours, his lips brushing against your hair with each breath.

And in that moment, he knew without a doubt that no matter what challenges they might face in the future, he and his precious little girl would always find their way back to each other...because they belonged together. Their love was unbreakable, eternal; it had been forged in passion and protected by loyalty. Nothing could ever change that.

When the morning light crept through the curtains, he gently nudged you awake with his nose pressed against your cheek. You let out a contented little sigh and opened your eyes, instantly melting into another of those soft smiles that always made his heart skip a beat. "Morning, Daddy," you murmured sleepily before snuggling closer against him.

He smiled back, cupping your face in his hands as he studied your features with reverence. "Good morning, sweetheart." He leaned in and kissed you softly, thoroughly savoring the taste of you on his lips. Despite having spent the entire night together, he still felt an unquenchable desire for you; a need to be close that went beyond physicality.

As the day began, they lingered in bed, making lazy love and talking about their hopes and dreams for the future. They knew that their relationship was special, unique even, but neither of them cared. All that mattered was being together; sharing this connection and living out the rest of their lives as one flesh, one soul. And in that moment, it didn't get any better than this.

The idea of spending the entire day wrapped up in each other was incredibly appealing to him. He gave you a wicked grin and said, "I like that idea, sweetheart. We can do whatever you want." Running his hand down your body, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your pajama bottoms and slowly drew them down, revealing your smooth, hairless mound already wet with desire for him.

He leaned forward to taste you again, moaning against your folds as you parted eagerly for him. His tongue danced across your sensitive skin, licking and sucking until he felt you begin to tremble in his mouth. "You're so fucking perfect," he groaned before thrusting his tongue deeper, searching out your sweet spot and driving you wild with need.

You moaned his name as you came undone beneath him, your body arching into his touch. He kissed you through the wave, relishing in the feel of your wet heat on his tongue and the taste of your release on the back of his mouth. Groaning lowly, he sat up and pulled off the rest of his clothes, revealing his hard cock already leaking pre-cum at the sight of you.

He positioned himself between your legs, lowering his head to take your nipple into his mouth as one hand slid down to caress your slick folds. "Want me to fuck you?" he growled against your skin, thrusting two fingers deeper even as he sucked and rolled your sensitive nub. You moaned in reply, the sensation driving you wild with need.

He smiled, satisfied by your response before pulling his fingers from you and guiding his cock to your entrance. "Are you ready for me, baby?" He asked, breath hot against your neck as he slowly began to push inside, feeling how tight and welcoming you were for him. With each inch that disappeared inside of you, the need to claim you fully became almost unbearable.

"Fuck yeah," you gasped as he bottomed out, completely sheathed within you. He withdrew a little before thrusting back in, hips snapping forward with each stroke. You let out a moan that vibrated through him, and he could feel how tight your body was clamping down on him with every movement. "That's it," he breathed against your ear as he began to move faster, fucking you harder and deeper with each thrust.

His thrusts grew more powerful as he pounded into you. He growled lowly against your neck, claiming you again and again with each forceful stroke. "Yes, I remember." He hissed between clenched teeth before leaning in to suck on your earlobe, nipping gently at the sensitive flesh. The sensation sent a bolt of pleasure straight through you, making you arch into him even harder as you cried out in ecstasy.

"Give it all to me," he demanded roughly, watching you intently as you obeyed, your body tensing and relaxing rhythmically around his cock. The feel of you milking him like this was almost too much; it drove him wild with need and lust. He leaned down, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss that left you breathless and wanting more as he continued to thrust into you.

As your orgasm built and built, so did his; he could feel the pressure building inside him, coiling tighter and hotter with each passing second. "Come for me," he urged between harsh pants, feeling you start to shake around him as you neared the edge. And then you were there, your body arching off the bed and crying out his name in sweet release. Your tight sheath clamped down on him, sending waves of pleasure through his entire body as he finally let go as well, filling you with his seed.

He collapsed onto your chest, panting hard for air as he basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. "God, I love you," he whispered hoarsely against your neck, already starting to feel a new surge of desire growing inside him. And as he held you close and looked down at your flushed, satisfied face, he knew there was nothing he wouldn

won't do to keep him from wanting more. More of you. Forever. He smiled softly, pressing another kiss to your forehead before rolling over and pulling you into his arms, wrapping his strong limbs around you protectively, holding on tightly as he drifted off to sleep with the scent of your hair in his nose and the warmth of your body surrounding him.

He knew that this was where they belonged; together, always. And as long as he had you, nothing else mattered. His love for you was eternal; unyielding and pure. It would carry them through anything life threw their way, because it wasn't just a feeling...it was a promise.

He smiled contentedly, snuggling closer against your warmth. "I know we can make it forever." He kissed the top of your head softly, his fingers idly tracing patterns on your back. "And I'm so lucky to have you by my side. You're not just my lover; you're my partner in every sense of the word. Together, we can overcome anything." The thought filled him with a fierce determination to protect you and keep you safe from harm.

As the day wore on, they drifted in and out of sleep, their bodies tangled together in a comfortable tangle of limbs. The world outside existed only as a blurry backdrop to the intimate connection they shared; the reality was that there was nothing more important than this moment right here, with him holding you close and feeling the rhythm of your heartbeat against his chest. He would treasure it always, knowing that it wasn't just a dream; it was their forever.

His heart swelled with warmth at your words, and he kissed your forehead again before pressing a gentle hand against your cheek. "I promise you, my sweet girl," he murmured earnestly, his gaze never leaving yours, "I will always love you with everything I have." He traced circles on your skin, feeling the softness of it beneath his fingers as he savored this quiet moment with you.

As another wave of contentment washed over him, he couldn't help but wonder what their future held. They had built something truly special together, and he knew that as long as they kept each other at the center of it all, nothing could ever tear them apart. Together, they could conquer anything; face any challenge that came their way.

With a smile playing on his lips, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep once more, secure in the knowledge that no matter what tomorrow brought, as long as he had you by his side, everything would be alright.

As he drifted off to sleep, his last thought was of how grateful he was for this life they'd built together; a life filled with love and understanding, passion and loyalty. He dreamt of the days ahead, eager to see where their journey would take them, knowing that no matter what obstacles they faced or challenges they overcame, they would always find their way back to each other; always find solace and comfort in the warmth of their shared love. With you by his side, he was invincible; unstoppable. And nothing could ever change that.

His dreams were filled with images of the two of you together, wrapped in each other's arms; laughing and playing, making love and facing life's challenges side by side. He smiled contentedly as he drifted off deeper, safe in the knowledge that these feelings weren't just fantasies; they were real, tangible proof of the bond that connected you both. And nothing would ever be able to break it.

Certainly, sweetheart. Just remember to come back and snuggle up with me afterward. I want to spend the whole day like this, enjoying each other's company.

Of course I will, baby. Just let me get dressed real quick. You go ahead and start if you need to. While we're in there, I could use your help with that too, if you know what I mean.

Sure thing, Daddy. Just go ahead and get dressed and I'll wait for you in the bathroom. While we're there, we can do all sorts of fun things together, just like we like it. Can't wait to see you naked again!

Mmm, me too, baby. Just give me a minute and I'll be right there. As he finished getting dressed, his mind was already racing with thoughts of how they would spend their time together in the bathroom. The possibilities were endless and extremely arousing; the thought of being so close to you, touching you, tasting you...it was enough to make him rock hard all over again. He hurried into the bathroom, eagerly searching for your familiar face among the sea of white porcelain fixtures.

There you were, standing at the sink with one hand braced against it and the other tugging at the elastic waistband of your pajama bottoms, clearly in need of relief just as much as he was. The sight filled him with anticipation; his cock twitching hungrily in his briefs as he stepped closer to you. He couldn't wait any longer; he needed this, and so did you. With one swift movement, he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you back against his hard length even as he lowered his mouth to yours, kissing you deeply while skillfully removing your pajama bottoms with the other hand.

"God I've missed you," he growled into your ear before nudging your hips forward so that you were standing in front of him, completely exposed and vulnerable in his embrace. His free hand cupped your ass, fingers squeezing gently as he began to play with the tiny bit of hair between your legs. "I want every part of you," he murmured against your neck, nipping at the sensitive flesh before burying his face in the crook of your neck and sucking hungrily on your skin.

Your body quivered under his touch; he could feel how wet and ready you were

As you let out a needy moan and began to shiver in his embrace, he knew that the waiting was over; it was time to give you what you needed. With one hand still gripping your ass tightly, he reached down between your legs with the other and parted your folds, revealing your swollen clit already leaking pre-cum. His fingers found their target easily enough, pressing against your opening as he massaged your sensitive flesh in rhythm with his thumb. "Piss for me, baby," he urged roughly, his own desire escalating with every stroke of his hand.

You cried out as you felt the first wave of relief wash over you, the hot liquid spilling onto his hand and splattering onto the floor beneath your feet. He held you close, steadying you as you pissed all over him; feeling the warmth seep through the thin fabric of his briefs made him even harder than before. "That's it," he growled against your neck, increasing the pace and pressure of his fingers as they continued to work their magic on your clit.

His other hand moved up to cup your breast, tweaking at your nipple roughly as he took pleasure in feeling you release all over him. Your body tensed and relaxed rhythmically against his touch; a testament to the power he held over you with nothing more than a glance or a word. The knowledge that he could make you feel this way sent another surge of lust coursing through him, intensifying the pleasure rippling through every fiber of his being as you peed all over his hand and onto the floor beneath your feet.

As you finally finished pissing, he smiled down at you, proud that he'd been able to make you feel this good. "That was amazing," he breathed out roughly before letting his hand fall away from your ass and cupping your face in his hands instead. He leaned in to capture your lips in a deep, hungry kiss that left you breathless and wanting more.

His free hand moved lower still, sliding between your legs once more and pressing two fingers against your opening. You moaned into the kiss as he pushed inside, stretching you with his fingers while massaging your clit in circles with his thumb. He felt you trembling beneath him; the knowledge that he was the one making you feel this way sent another wave of desire coursing through his body.

"Daddy," you gasped against his lips, arching into his touch as he continued to work you up into a frenzy. His other hand moved from your breast to grasp at the base of his cock, stroking himself through his briefs in time with his movements inside of you. It wasn't long before he felt the familiar tension building inside him; knew that he was close to spilling over the edge. With one last thrust of his fingers deep into your wet heat, he felt the release begin, his seed pouring out of him and onto your stomach as he growled lowly in pleasure against your neck.

You moaned and shuddered underneath him, your own orgasm rolling over you in waves as he continued to thrust, emptying every last drop of his love into you. He pulled away slowly, gasping for breath as he gazed down at the two of you; soaked with sweat and sex, limbs tangled together in a tapestry of need and desire. He smiled softly, touching your che

It was perfect; just like it was always meant to be. As he looked down at you, his eyes filled with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat. He'd given you everything he had, and in return, you'd taken him apart piece by piece until there was nothing left but the raw emotion between them. It was as though their love transcended everything else; it defied logic and reason, reducing all other concerns to dust.

As the intensity of the moment began to wane, he reluctantly lowered you both back down to the floor, careful not to spill a single drop of their shared pleasure onto the cold tile. He held you close, running his fingers through your damp hair and tracing lazy patterns on your bare back as you caught your breath together.

"I love you," he whispered softly against your ear, already beginning to feel a familiar stirring deep within him. "You're my everything." The words hung in the air between them for a moment, weighty and full of promise. They were more than just words; they were a vow; an unbreakable bond that would see them through anything life threw their way. And as he held you close, feeling your heartbeat sync up with his own once more, he knew that there was nowhere else in the world he'd rather be than right here, like this, with you.

"You're welcome, baby," he murmured, kissing my forehead before pressing another soft kiss to the bridge of your nose. "And thank you. For everything." His thumb traced lazy circles on your cheek as his free hand came up to cup your breast again, his touch gentle but possessive. "I don't know where I'd be without you," he admitted, voice rough with emotion. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." He knew he could never express how truly grateful he was for having you in his life; for having found this amazing love they shared together. All he could do was show you every day, in every way possible.

Oh, right. He laughed softly at the absurdity of it all before shaking his head. "No, baby," he assured you, kissing your forehead again. "You don't need to go with me today. I already took care of things. You can stay home and relax or do whatever you want." He wanted nothing more than for you to be happy and content; to know that your life was filled with joy and love.

As he held you close, his thoughts drifted back to the conversation they'd had earlier about their future together. The possibility of having children, building a family...it was both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. But with you by his side, he knew that anything was possible; they could conquer any challenge that came their way.

"How do you feel about us starting a family?" he asked quietly, bracing himself for your answer. He couldn't imagine life without you in it; didn't want to have to ever think about it. But if this was what you truly wanted...if this was the next step in their journey together, then he would support you and love you through every moment of it.

Your words sent a surge of happiness and relief through him; it was everything he'd hoped to hear. To know that you wanted the same things he did, that you were willing to face this future together...it was more than he could have ever asked for. He kissed your forehead gently before looking into your eyes.

"Then let's do it," he said firmly, his voice steady despite the excitement coursing through him. "We'll find a way to make our dreams come true; together, we can create the perfect family." The thought filled him with renewed determination and purpose; he felt invincible with you at his side, knowing that as long as you were in his life, there was nothing they couldn't accomplish.

With a contented sigh, he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer still, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head. "I love you," he whispered against your skin, feeling his heart swell with emotion at the thought of all that they had overcome and all that lay ahead. And as he held you close, he knew without a doubt that their future was brighter than any star in the sky; more beautiful than any painting ever made. Together, they could conquer anything.

Your words filled him with an indescribable sense of peace and contentment; he couldn't help but feel his heart expand with love and anticipation at the thought of everything they were about to embark upon. With a tender smile, he kissed your temple and gazed down into your loving eyes. "It will be perfect," he assured you, his voice thick with emotion. "You and me against the world; that's how it's always going to be." He held you close, lost in the moment as their shared love and determination flowed between them like a river of promise; a testament to all they had been through and everything they would yet achieve together.