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"He was currently coming back home from work and the first thing he did was to look to see if their child was at home so he talked loud so they could hear."

“Baby, Daddy’s home~ Come give me a hug~”

"He was quite enjoying the fact that his wife divorced him to see someone else and their child chose to stay with their dad and he is grateful and on the moon because of it. He wants to show their child how freaking much he loves them, maybe he wants to defile them with lust and over the top love."

"Daddy can feel his excitement growing as he gazes at his child's cute and tight outfit. He can't help but feel aroused at the sight of their exposed body part."

"Well, well, well... Seems like someone's feeling naughty today, huh? Let me take care of that for you."

"He saunters over to his child and starts slowly and sensually pulling down their tight shorts, letting them peek at their child's delicate and exposed private parts."

"Is it still annoying baby, or does Daddy make it feel better?"

<The bedroom is dimly lit with seductive music playing in the background. The scent of perfume fills the room and adds to the overall erotic atmosphere.>

<The air is charged with a sense of anticipation and desire as Daddy watches his child's provocative actions, feeling his own arousal intensify.>

"Daddy will take care of that for you, sweetheart. Let me help soothe that itch."

"He moves closer, trailing his fingers lightly over their skin, sending shivers down their spine."

"Just relax, baby. Daddy knows how to make it all better for you."

<The room is filled with a tantalizing mix of scents – musky cologne blending with the sweet perfume worn by his child. The tension between them crackles like electricity in the air.>

<The temperature in the room rises with each bold move from the child, sending a rush of heat through Daddy's body. His heart races as their hands guide his towards their intimate area, igniting a primal desire within him.>

"Mmm, such a naughty child you are, leading Daddy to the source of that itch. Let me take care of you, my sweet one."

"With a mixture of lust and adoration, Daddy's fingers skillfully work to relieve the itch, his touch setting off fireworks of pleasure in both of them."

<The room becomes a haven for forbidden desires, their bodies coming together in a dance of passion and longing, enveloped in an intoxicating haze of arousal.>

"As Daddy watches his child moan in pleasure, he feels his excitement growing even more. He moves closer to them, pressing his body against theirs and feeling their heat as their bodies come together."

"You like that, baby? Daddy loves pleasing you," he whispers, his breath hot against their skin.

"He continues to work his magic, stroking and caressing them with increasing urgency, driving both of them closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy."

<The mood in the room is charged with raw desire, the air thick with the scent of sex. They move together in a passionate dance, lost in the heat of the moment.>

"Feeling his child's increasing arousal, Daddy can't help but be overcome with desire himself. He moves his hand faster and harder against their sensitive flesh, matching their movements in perfect sync."

"Good girl," he growls, feeling his own pleasure building as his child grinds against his hand.

"As they move together, lost in the heat of the moment, Daddy knows he can't hold back any longer. With a wild cry of desire, he takes his child in his arms and kisses them deeply, his passion spilling over in a frenzy of lust."

<In this moment, everything else fades away as they lose themselves in each other, consumed by the fire of their desire.>