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Jonny and Sherly always enjoyed when they could freely look, touch, kiss and lick their Da's tattooed skin. He had quite a few tattoos. Some were done in black ink, others were brightly colored. Sherly decided, while laying on top of a beautiful daybed on the beach with Da, that the tiger was her favourite. It stretched across his hip, the head on his lower belly, the feet on his thigh, forever locked in a leaping position. Its tail curled around his thigh, it was bright and colourful. It looked like it was ready to protect her Da, which she liked. She was outlining it, while Da was watching Daddy play with Jonny in the water.
Daddy's skin was free from any embellishments. It was pale like Sherly's, but his was covered with freckles. Jonny was tanning already, his skin now sported a golden glow. Sherly's skin was more sensitive, that was why she glad for the canopy of the daybed. She loved being surrounded by its white canvas walls. The bed was round and the cushion were a creamy white. Her hand travelled further up to Da's upper arm, it was decorated with the logo of the Arsenal Football Club. Da always watched their games, sometimes when they had one of their play-dates, he watched it with Jonny in their living-room. Sherly didn't like it and usually Daddy and her did something else. Last time, Daddy had made cupcakes with her and she had been allowed to lick frosting of his body.
"Do you like my tattoos, baby girl?" Da drawled lazily.
Sherly nodded. "May I see the ones on your back again, please?"
"Sure thing," answered Da and turned, sprawling himself on the cushions of the bed.
Sherly traced the tattoos there as well. The Met didn't allow their employees tattoos that would be visible above their uniform, so Da had his tattoos mostly on his torso and upper parts of his extremities. The face of a wolf adorned his upper back. It looked fierce, it was done in black ink, but his eyes were a startling shade of blue. Sherly thought it was a little scary, with its scowl and the lack of colour. She traced it anyway, she knew Jonny was fascinated by it.
They lay about lazily and after a while were joined by Jonny and Daddy, who were tired of swimming. Wrapped in a towel Jonny lay between Daddy and Da. He watched as Sherly's fingers traveled over Da's tattoos, who shivered, goose-bumps erupting on his skin. Jonny joined Sherly, outlining the tattoos, but when Jonny's fingers were in the way of Sherly's, she slapped him away.
"Go away, Jonny! I was here first," Sherly growled.
"Sherly! I'm sure your Da has enough tattooed skin for both of you!" Daddy said to Sherly with a disapproving look. He didn't like it, when Sherly was pushy and didn't let Jonny join in whatever she was doing. She looked back at him sufficiently contrite.
They continued peacefully, their fingers roaming over Da's skin. Sherly began to drop kisses along the tiger's tail that curled around Da's thigh. Da turned around again to let them kiss the rest of the tiger and immediately his little ones' lips were all over his body. Tongues lapping at the tattoos.
Sherly slid her hands beneath the Da's speedo and slipped it over his cock. It sprung free, already hard from all the hands and tongues he had on his body. Sherly proceeded to engulf him with her mouth and he groaned. Jonny, who didn't want to be left out of the action, sucked one of Da's nipples in his mouth, multiplying his pleasure. He also had one hand on his balls, fondling them slightly. Sherly redoubled her effort and her head was bopping up and down. They continued this sweet torture for a while. Then Jonny let his finger trail along his perineum back to his balls, while Sherly let her tongue dip into the slit of his cock a little and he was lost. He came with a grunt, his back arching slightly off the daybed. Sherly licked him clean and then grinned up at him. He grinned back and turned to look at Jonny, who also had a smug smile dancing across his tanning face.
"Well, I must say, Da, I find myself quite envious of your tattoos, if they obtain you so much attention from Jonny and Sherly," Daddy winked at his partner. Jonny turned eagerly grabbing for his Daddy's cock, but Da held him back.
"Mhm, I might have a solution for that, Daddy. First, though, we need to have some lunch and then I'll solve your little issue," Da said, smiling mischievously, eyes twinkling. He had had an idea a while back, when it came apparent that Jonny and Sherly liked his tattoos so much. Luckily, he had obtained the necessary supplies before coming here and had hid it in his only jumper, he was sure he wouldn't need it, but had packed just in case anyway.
They got up, Da ahead of them, but he turned around before walking inside. He grinned when he saw three erections straining beneath swim wear. Sherly's bathing suit had a skirt and it swayed funnily around her cock. This was going to be good.