"Papa, I don't like how my ponytails look! They are uneven and cricked like always" she huffed out and pouted.
A light knock came from her door. "Come in" I softly said and Sabriya came in with a big smile. "Riri!" Izara screamed out making me groan.
"Hi princess, I heard papa isn't doing your hair right so let me help you? How does that sound?" I watched as Sabriya poked Izara cute button nose.
"Yes, yes please. Papa can she do my hair? Pretty please" Izara gave me puppy dog eyes and I gave in.
"Of course baby girl" I smiled and leaned on the wall.
Sabriya gave me a smile and placed Izara on the stood and stood behind her.
I could help but look at her perfect round fat ass that sat perfectly in her skinny jeans. She cleared her throat and I immediately looked up at the mirror to see her staring at me with a smile and shook her head.
"Done" Sabriya beamed a smile and Izara screamed. "Papa, papa look!" Izara turned around with the most neatest French braids that dropped to her back.
"You look gorgeous munchkin. Now go pick out you outfit" I softly said and squeezed her cheeks as she squealed and quickly ran off.
Sabriya turned to me and shook her head. "What?" I acted confused.
"Can't keep your eyes off my body I see" she smiled and giggled.
"I can't help myself you know that mama" I walked closer to her and looked down at her. I slowly traced her bottom lip making her jump from my action.
I slowly placed a soft wet kiss on her lips as her lip gloss got all over my lips. "Ewww get a room" Izara said which made me pull away from the kiss and laugh.
Izara ran out the bathroom and went downstairs somewhere.
I looked back at sabriya and placed another kiss on her lips but this time she wrapped her hands around my neck pulling me in closer.
I moaned lightly in her mouth as she bit on my lip. I slipped my tongue in her mouth and licked every inch of her mouth. I slowly pulled away as her tongue and my tongue kissed together.
She pulled away completely as she gasped for air. I looked down at my hard erection that poked through my black pants suit.
"I want more of you sabriya" I lightly whispered. "You gotta earn that. My pussy is not given out the first time, you want it show me"she softly whispered in my ear before she walked out the bathroom.
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Desire
Romance22 year old Sabriya Jones living in Brooklyn New York while helping her mother run there family bakery. Helping her mother run the bakery and on top of struggling on keeping up with her rent, she's also studying to be a doctor but mainly for Kids a...