Daddy's reawakening - Chap 12 - Sex Stories

Daddy's reawakening - Chap 12

... Shannon blurted out at the waitress. “What?” “The yellow CRAYON.” She said, like “fuck you, duh.” “Look, you just get what's in that package.” “Yeah but there’s red and blue and green. Why green and not yellow? You can MAKE green if you have yellow!” Shannon throw her hands up in the air and shook her head. “We don’t have yellow.” The waitress said flatly and then just walked away. Inside I was dying laughing. Also, for some reason, I was incredibly turned on. “How am I supposed to color her in like me if there’s no yellow?” Shannon asked turning the paper around, showing a picture of a little girl in a dress and a little boy in overalls on a playground with a giant bunny rabbit and a bear, both of whom looked very friendly. “I don’t know sweetie.” “Hmph.” She started coloring, but left the dress blank. I finished deciding what I wanted and then just watched her in action. She was adorable. Her tongue was stuck out a little and she was coloring the bear in blue. Her ponytail was slung over her shoulder and she had both elbows on the table. We were seated in a booth toward the back of the diner, there were only two other parties in the restaurant. An old couple near the entrance and a trucker-looking guy sitting by himself in the middle. Shannon moved her arm to color the slide and her elbow knocked a crayon to the floor. “Ooops!” she said. “I’ll get it.” I reassured her. I ducked down below the table to find her crayon, but what I found instead was her legs spread wide open ...

... and she wasn’t wearing any underwear! Her pale white freckled legs V’ed, exposing a hairy red bush and a glistening pussy. Due to the extreme angle of her legs, her outer lips were spread open as well, revealing her pleading pink hole. Her lips were moist, reflecting what little light was under the table, but there was also a single droplet of wetness slowly running down between her lips. Next to her feet on the floor was the green crayon. I picked it up and brought it to her slit. Her soft pink flesh recoiled like a sponge when I pushed the tip of the crayon to it. I traced her outer labia, being careful to scoop up all the excess moisture, until the green crayon was glistening like it was covered in morning dew. She squirmed a little at the touch of the crayon, but I could see her trying to hold it in as to not draw attention to what was going on under the table. Satisfied with myself for the moment I sat back up in the booth seat and held the crayon up and proclaimed, “Found it!” Shannon gave me a look, I think she was hoping that she would shock me with flashing me her pussy, but was caught off guard when I violated her with the crayon. She reached over and grabbed the crayon from my hand. “Thanks daddy” she said in a low voice, and then brought the crayon to her mouth and sucked the wetness off of the tip. A couple minutes later the reluctant waitress came over and asked us for our orders. I gave mine and then Shannon spoke up, “I’ll have the pancakes and sausage kids ...