She happily comes in from school and heads straight to the bathroom to shower. She's in there for 10 minutes but it felt like an eternity. I want my damn hug. She comes into the room clothes damp from her shower, wearing her tie-dye tshirt and shorts up her ass. She moves in for our hug. "Hi Daddy" she kisses into my ear. God she smells so good. I make sure I rub down her back when we hug. I feel no bra at all. She is pressing her damn titties against my chest. She 17 but her body is 27. Her nipples are hard. So are mine. We feel each other's nipples through our shirts. May this hug never end.
CRASH!!
Cat knocks over the piggy bank and coins go flying everywhere. Scares the shit out of us.
"I'll pick em up daddy" she says ever so eager to assist and please me. "No babe, go ahead and get started on dinner, I got this" I respond.
She says ok and bounces off into the kitchen. She has a bouncy little walk. As she's moving around the house I notice my baby's tits bouncing uncontrollably under her shirt. Dads notice these kinds of things. Her areola is so puffy. Her nipples pointing and visible. If I could just suck one nipple just ONE TIME without it being awkward for her I'd die a happy man. She bounces past me and gives me a sinister smile like as if to say. She's clearly proud of her titties. So am I. Daddy is extremely proud of your tits. I wouldn't DARE shatter my teenage girls confidence at the point. If she wants to bounce her tits all around the house with no bra, I encourage it.
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MY DAUGHTER, is ALL the woman I need.
Roman d'amourBlack single divorced dad raising his teen daughter. He realizes that she is all the woman he needs in his life.
