Daddy comes home from work (pt. 8)

A few days had passed since my daughter and I’s fuck on the couch. Thinking about that still gave me wood. sometimes when I was working on a car I would be laying under it and remembered how she rode my cock and playing with her small tits while ground up and down on my shaft.

I didn’t work tonight so my wife asked me to go pick up Rosie from cheer-leading practice while she cooked dinner. Usually when I’m off I do the cooking, but tonight she offered to so I wasn’t going to argue, plus it gave me some alone time with my daughter and she looked so good in that little cheerleader outfit. I grabbed my keys and headed off to the middle school practice field to go pick her up. I got there just a little before they got done so I found a spot kinda close to park and sat and watched them finish up. After about ten minutes or so of watching Rosie get tossed around and doing flips they all filed out to there perspective rides and said bye to each other.

Rosie lit up when she saw me and ran the rest of the way to the car. She ran around to the passenger side and flew in the car and gave me a big hug then kissed me a little to passionately for being in public. I quickly pulled her off and looked around. Everyone else sitting around was to preoccupied loading there children in the car and trying to leave so no one noticed. As soon as I made sure we weren’t spotted I felt her flop into the seat next to me and her hand starts rubbing its way up my thigh to my crotch. “I’ve missed you Daddy.