Meeting Daddy in the Past – Chap 3

“Danielle!” he shouts, but the sound is faint.

I blink at the bright light, blink at Dr. Samuels peering at me through the glass of the machine.

She smiles. “How did it go?”

“It was amazing!” I can feel daddy’s cum leaking down my thigh.

“Great!”

“When can I do it again?” I ask, trying not to sound too anxious.

“Hmm, well, we’d better wait a few days—just to make sure there aren’t any residual effects from the trip.”

She helps me out of the machine and I pat it fondly.

Now it’s time to go home.