“Ooh daddy,” I moaned as I looked up into my fathers eyes, feeling him slowly stroking him self in and out of my tight wet pussy. I was fixing to cum, his hard cock never changing pace as I started to shiver, cumming around his hard cock, him closing his eyes as he felt my pussy spasm around him…Then I woke up, breathing hard with the feeling of my fingers on my clit. “Damn…” I said softly to my self. This was the third dream this week about my father, when will my mind give up? I slowly moved my fingers around my pussy, feeling my self extra wet, and very sensitive, ‘Oh, what the hell.’ I thought to my self as I closed my eyes and started strumming my fingers over my clit, imagining it was my daddy’s tongue. I moaned softly and then arched my back as I came all over my fingers quickly.I laid back down on the bed and sighed loudly, pulling my fingers away from my clit and licking and sucking on them. I gently fell back asleep, glancing at the clock right before I drifted off to see that it istanbul travesti was 3:00 am. *****I woke up with a start, looking around the room. I heard a knock on my door, and sighed. It was probably daddy. I got up in my skimpy red boy shorts and red silk top, walking over to the door to look up at daddy standing in my door way, wearing boxers only. I shivered to my self softly as I looked up at his face. Daddy was a tall, well built man. He was only 36, he and my mother got married right out of high school, had my brother exactly 9 months later and me a year later. My mother died in childbirth with me. My father told me she was a wonderful woman, that I would have gotten along with her very well. I’ve cried many times over her, but now I think pleasant thoughts.My father is tall, 6’2, and I’m getting there. He works out a lot, keeping his work-out set in the garage. He has a well trimmed goatee, dark auburn hair, and darker facial hair. It always tickles when istanbul travestileri he gives me a kiss on the cheek. Daddy looked down at me and chuckled. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into his warm chest, his soft chest hair gently rubbing against my cheek, I loved his chest hair. He stroked my hair, “Long night?” He asked.I shook my head, “Longer than usual,” I said. Oh, by the way. I’m Kat, Katheryn is my full name, but my daddy has always called me Kat. I’m 5’10, and 16. I have long red hair like my daddy, not totally a bean pole, I have many more curves, I also have the cutest nose in this world, and very nice rack, or so my brother has told me. “You okay Kat?” My daddy asked me, still stroking my hair.”I’m fine daddy, just couldn’t sleep well… my dreams kept waking me up.” I said softly, shivering again as his body rubbed against my thin night shirt and I felt my nipples go hard. ‘I hope he doesn’t notice.’ I think to my self.”Well baby, you travesti know we’ve got a long day ahead of us. You know what today is, don’t you?” Daddy said, grinning from ear to ear.”Are you kidding me? Of course I know what today is!” I smacked his chest playfully and pulled away, “Danny is gone, and its just me in you, like every Saturday. Oh daddy, what movie did you get this time!?” I asked excited, Saturday was our special day, we did everything together, and we always watched a movie at night right before we went to sleep. It was my favorite day of the week.”I got the one you wanted Kit-Kat,” Daddy said, grinning wider, using his nick name for me. “Pretty In Pink, just like you wanted, haven’t we seen that movie enough?” Daddy said playfully, he knew I was a sucker for 80’s movies, and Pretty In Pink was my favorite. “You know I could never watch that movie enough daddy!” I said to him and went back into my room. The string of my shorts caught on the door knob, untying them and letting them fall the ground. Damn me losing weight, I needed new clothes. I heard daddy gasp softly and I could feel his eyes on my ass, I spun around, letting him get a good look at my well trimmed pussy as I acted surprised and dropped to the floor, grabbing my shorts and pulling them back up fast.