Onpu and her Papa 2 by Imouto Kitten

As Onpu started to stir the next morning, she felt something big, hard, 
and wonderful filling her pussy, and as memories of the night before, of 
deliberately wetting her bed as a prelude to recreating an incident she 
had shared with her Papa when she was in Kindergarten, having her father 
make love to her as she kept up the act of pretending to be much 
younger, and falling asleep with her sire's seed in her womb and her 
papa's prick plugging her pussy, she realizes that the warm body beneath 
her is her beloved papa and that not only is he still balls deep in her 
precious place, but he has a major case of morning wood.

Feeling quite horny herself and deciding it would be rude to do anything 
other than take care of the hard cock buried in her depths, she clenches 
her cozy cunny a few times in an effort to wake her Papa, but when the 
sleeping man shows no signs of waking she slowly lifts her cute, little 
butt before dropping back down, moaning softly as her actions causes her 
Papa's prick to shift within her snug snatch.

She repeats this motion several times, rhythmically tightening her tiny 
twatty as she does so, but her father remains sound asleep.

Pouting, Onpu throws off the blanket and sits up, her pajama top barely 
covering where she's straddling her Papa's prick as she starts to bounce 
atop the cock that made her, wondering if she can make her papa have a 
wet dream before he wakes up.

As she pistons upon her Papa's prick, Onpu reaches up to pinch her 
nipples through her pajama top, and before long, the child idol has lost 
herself in ecstasy, eyes closed in bliss as melodic moans pour from her 
mouth,, her juices thoroughly drenching her father's crotch.

Onpu feels the coil of her pending climax winding ever tighter in her 
belly, but just before she's able to reach that peak, she feels a pair 
of strong, yet gentle hands gripping her hips, halting her at the peak 
of her bounce.

Looking down, she meets the gaze of her father, the man barely awake as 
he comments groggily, "Good morning, baby girl. Were you trying to have 
some fun without me?"

With that, he lifts his daughter clear off his cock, the purple-haired 
girl whining at the loss of stimulation, "NO, Papa! Pwease Papa! Pwease 
put it back in! Onpu-chan's kitty needs Papa's pwick!"

"Ah, but I can't let my little girl go unpunished for acting so selfish, 
no matter how cute she is." Sitting up and placing his daughter on the 
bedcovers, he commands, "Now, get on your hands and knees so you can 
recieve your punishment."

Doing as she's told, Onpu shakes her butt at her father as she asks, 
"Wouldn't Papa wather do Onpu-chan wike a doggy than punish Onpu-chan?"

"Nice try, young lady, but you aren't getting out of your punishment 
that easily." replies the train driver, grabbing the idol's hips firmly 
once more.

"Wh-what is Papa gonna do to Onpu-chan?" replies the purple-haired girl 
in a shakey voice, only half acting as she's not sure if this is just 
part of their game or if he really means to punish her for impatiently 
starting while he was still asleep.

Instead of a verbal answer, he raises a hand and brings it down on her 
exposed rear, a superficially loud sound filling the bedroom, but the 
lack of any real sting to the strike telling her that her beloved Papa 
isn't really upset with her and that her 'punishment' is just another 
part of their games.

Of course, being the professional child actress she is, Onpu reacts as 
if her father had put real force behind his palm, crying out in pretend 
pain, "Owwie! Papa, it hurt!"

"Good, it's supposed to hurt." replies the man as he lifts his other 
hand and brings it down on her other cheek, the strike again sounding 
much harder than it realy is.

"Owwie!" cries the idol in mock pain at the mock spanking as her father 
continues to lightly spank her dainty derriere, "Pwease Papa! It hurt! 
It hurt weally weally bad! Pwease Papa! Pwease stop! Onpu-chan sowwy! 
Onpu-chan be good girl!"

By the time her father is done pretending to spank her, Onpu's act has 
her burying her face in the sheets, watery eyes pouring into the 
bedclothes as she pretends to sob, her unblemished rear sticking up in 
the air.

Caressing her rear as if trying to comfort her after a real spanking, 
Onpu's father says softly, "Sorry I had to do that, but I hope you 
understand that I discipline you out of love." Turning his caresses into 
kneading her half moons with his fingers, he parts her nether lips and 
brings his tip to her opening as he asks, "Does my baby girl still want 
to be filled with her papa's prick?"

False sobs giving way to genuine moans, Onpu pushes herself up to her 
hands and knees as she replies, "Yes, Papa! Pwease Papa! Pwease stuff 
Papa's big thick Papa pwick up Onpu-chan's Kitty! Pwease dwive the pain 
away with pweasure and make Onpu-chan feel good!"

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"As you wish, baby girl." with that, he grips her hips and pulls her 
back, driving himself balls deep in his preteen daughter's snug snatch, 
Onpu crying out in delight as the cock that made her fills her once 
more. As he