Kitty gets worked up from a sexy day and needs daddy's help.
Enjoy..
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Kitty Schriber stomped into her house and kicked the front door. She wasn't angry, it was more a matter of urgency. She wanted to scream, especially now that she'd slammed the door. She needed, absolutely needed, to run upstairs and take care of some urgent bodily demands, but she could hear the rapid steps of her dad as he approached. He rounded the corner, grey eyes like storm clouds, and the lightning was flashing.
Or maybe she was just dramatic when she was outrageously horny.
"Is there a reason you slammed my door?" His voice rumbled, and there was the thunder to match the lightning. He spoke gently, but he was Daddy. Gently was plenty.
"Bad day. Sorry." Kitty shrank immediately. She took in his attire.
