It 's a Wednesday night and Steve is about to arrive at his oeuvre 's office party. His knob, kink, encouraged everyone to bring their families and since Steve is recently divorced, he only had his daughter Rachel to get. Once again he 's going to give birth to endure guys looking at his hot teenage daughter. And once again he 's going to have to dispense with his hot daughter looking sexy and flirtation with every guy she sees. Steve is used to this by now. Ever since she hit puberty she 's been trouble and Steve lost his balls a long clip ago. There 's not a good deal he can do. Guys his own age, in their 40s, have hit on her right in front of him - and she 's flirted right back. It 's no wonder Steve is totally ashamed and a infract man - his daughter is the sexiest missy around and she knows it. He knows she gets around.

Steve enters the large room where the party is being held, his coworkers with their families, his foreman, and now he and his girl. He can already finger the eyes on his daughter. His companion coworkers, heterosexual males in their 30s and 40s who rarely get to see Thomas Young little girl like Steve 's daughter Rachel. It 's no enquire their wives get insecure.

Rachel is a very aphrodisiacal girl. Standing at around 5'4 '' with long, thin legs, smooth tegument with a slight tan, rich brown eyes, sultry facial features, matt stomach, tight niggling butt, perky 32C bust, and long, dark brunette fuzz with low-cal high spot. Combined with an aura of 'sex'and her flirtatious, submissive personality, she 's definitely a girl who is very self-conscious of what she does to guy. She 's a girl destined to turn a sprigger or pornstar. She walks into the party, dressed in tight, low-rising, lightly toned jeans with a hot pink thong just barely showing above her tweed, shiny studded rap ; and cute, furry White person boots covering her animal foot and shins. Her top is a tight, slenderize, balmy and albumen zip-up, long-sleeve crop top jumper with a furry hood and midsection display. Her tum exposed, you can see her shining naval piercing and lower back ramble postage stamp tattoo showing just above her thong. Around her neck hangs a lustrous, atomic number 47 'Playboy'pendant and a pinko and ash grey, sparkly necklace that reads 'Barbie'in a very girly baptismal font. They run down her chest, just above her buoyant cleavage. Her fount is dolled up and pretty, with lustrous garden pink lips, raccoon-like eye shadow complimenting her dark, sexy oculus and plucked eyebrow. Her subdued, shining brunette hair with highlighting runs down her breast and her hind end, teased up a bit in the top to hand her hair a 'bigger'look. She 's a bad looking girl.

Rachel walks past some of the Guy, knowing they 're catching whatever looks they can get at her, watching her tight, bubbly ass walk by. Some are favorable enough to grab a whiff of her light, rose-scented perfume. She shoots a few coup d'oeil back and smiles innocently. Steve socializes, watching his daughter from afar as she socializes too, thinking to himself how hot she looks and how every straight guy in here must want to fuck her.

'' Steve, I did n't see you come in. '' Steve turns around to be greeted by his boss Rick, a with child man than Steve and in his late 40s. An arrogant son of a bitch, too.

'' Hello, Rick. '' Steve shakes his hand briefly. `` Yeah, I just got here. ``

'' goodness, well enjoy yourself. '' crick pats him on the shoulder. `` Say, uh, you bring Rachel this time ? '' He asks, having previously loved seeing her the handful of times he 's been able-bodied to the past few years.

'' Yeah, I brought her. '' Steve replies.

'' Listen, we 'll catch up later, we still have to verbalise about your execution on the live on quarterly. '' crick says, leaving abruptly. Steve gulps nervously, knowing he 's in peril of being fired.

wrick walks up to Rachel, a sure-footed smiling on his look, `` Hey sweetie, how are ya ? Remember me ? ``

'' Yeah, of grade ! '' She says excitedly in her cheery, bubbly mellow pitched voice. `` You 're my dad 's boss. '' She giggles like a bimbo.

'' Yeah, it 's been awhile. Nice to see you, baby. '' He smiles down at her and then takes another swig of his drink. She smiles back. `` So, you doing good in school ? ``

'' Mmm, not really. '' She giggles up at him.

'' Haha, do n't worry, I wo n't separate your dad. Besides, a girl like you does n't need school day. '' He casually steps a little closer, giving her a lascivious look.

'' Oh yeah ? Why 's that ? '' She smirks up at him and bites the husk from her drink.

'' Because, you know ... '' He looks down at her consistence, `` A girl like you can get whatever she wants. ``

'' Sometimes. '' Rachel giggles, looking down and then back up at him and tilting her mind while smiling.

'' Sometimes ? '' He enthuses, kidding around. `` My, my, I 'd hate to be your dad, having a young lady who turns psyche like you do. ``

She giggles, leaning into him and casually placing her hand on his chest. `` occlusive, you old man. '' She teases, but in fact she loves confident and prevalent older men like him.

'' Old man ? ! '' He exasperates with a playful scandalization, `` I guess you 're right. '' He chuckles. `` Let 's get you a more adult beverage. '' He motions her over to the bar.

'' sure as shooting. '' She smiles as Rick takes her hand and leads her over to the bar. They sit down next to each early. `` Just do n't tell my dad. ``

'' It will be our secret. '' He winks at her, handing her a Methedrine of wine. They both drink. `` So, just how much trouble are you giving dada these days ? He chasing away any guy rope lately ? '' He asks playfully, touching her shoulder.

'' Oh, you know how he is. He would n't chase away a fly. '' She giggles.

'' Ha, ai n't that the Truth. I wish he was a little more confident and aggressive in his work. '' rick comeback, looking over at Steve and noticing that he 's looking back at them so he nods while raising his drink and Steve nods back awkwardly.

'' Is that why he thinks you might burn him soon ? '' Rachel asks in a curious tone.

'' Oh, so you know about that huh ? '' Rick takes another drink. `` Well, that 's part of it. '' He sighs. `` smell, your dad is a nice guy. A 'nice'guy, you know what I mean ? Too nice, too quiet, too passive. He does n't command respectfulness. I mean, look at you. You 're smokin'hot, '' She blushes, smiling down and then look back up, `` I bet you make guy wire go gaga, huh ? And all these grown men eying you up and down, myself included. '' He chuckles. `` That would n't come about if your dad commanded respectfulness. '' Rick drinks again, smirking over at Steve from across the elbow room. `` Sorry, Rachel. I did n't signify to affront your dad. I like the guy, it 's just ... ''

'' It 's O.K., I know. '' She interjects. `` I know guys look at me all the metre and he 's never really done anything. '' She drinks some more than wine. `` One time a few years ago some guy around his age flirted with me right in front of him while we were at the mall. My dad tried to severalize him to stop but the guy just kept doing it and laughed at my dad, and even grabbed my ass as he left. '' She giggles playfully.

'' Haha, wow. That 's miserable. '' crick chuckles. `` I 'd vote down a guy if he did that to my daughter. '' Rick potable again. `` So, you like guys like your dad, or no ? '' He asks.

'' Haha, definitely not. '' She giggles. `` I like guys more like the eccentric who grabbed my stern that day. '' She smirks flirtatiously.

'' So, guys like me ? '' Rick playfully asks.

Rachel giggles again, leaning into him and putting her manus on his chest. `` Yeah, I suppose so. '' She replies.

'' It 's too bad I 'm just some old guy ... '' He winks at her playfully.

'' Yeah, too bad ... '' She responds back up to him, smiling.

'' What I would n't move over to be 30 years younger ... '' He says in a deeper tone of voice, looking her up and down and then into her center. She looks down, blushing a little. Steve watches from afar, trying to wonder what his honcho and his daughter are talking about.

'' So, I really hope you do n't fire my dad. He buys me a lot of things and if he 's enkindle then he ca n't anymore ... '' She pouts up at him submissively.

'' Hmm, well I ca n't assure that, sweetie ... '' He replies as he starts to caress her mightily hand with his unexpended script on the bar. `` Why do n't we sneak away to my position and talk More about it and maybe you can convince me not to fire your father. '' He asks confidently.

She looks up at him, biting her lip a lilliputian. `` Okay. '' She smiles. Rachel 's been very aware of how much her father 's knob wants to bang her for a while now and now she might sacrifice him what he wants.

Rick finishes his potable and gets up, leading her to his situation. Steve watches them leave his vista as they go around the corner, wondering where they 're going. hayrick looks around before opening the threshold to his office and leading Rachel in, his paw on her downcast back guiding her.

rick immediately puts his manus on her hips, pushing her towards his desk, smirking down at her arrogantly. Rachel pretends to stand a little, but she actually loves being manhandled like this. `` So, what can you do to convert me to not dismiss your dad ? '' He asks, looking sternly down at her.

'' I 'll do anything. '' She says in her flabby, high pitched bubbly teenaged voice, submissively looking up at him.

'' Good girl. '' He says while putting his arms around her, rubbing up and down her dorsum and enjoying the smell of her smooth, easygoing cutis on his fingertips. He breathes toilsome, really getting into groping her and enjoying her body. He grips her ass, pulling her into him as she moans softly. He holds her tightly, his entrust paw on her lower back, his right on the back of her neck. He shakes her a small bit violently, smirking down at her. `` You like that, huh ? '' He asks, feeling the fire in his loins ignite.

'' Mmm yeah. '' She smiles up at him, her hands on his chest as she enjoys him roughly manhandling her. She feels him spellbind the back of her head, stroking her hair.

He leans down to osculate her, pushing her head into his as he grips her hair. They lock sass, kissing passionately. A man in his tardy fortys kissing a teen girl. They make out briefly, his hands groping her all over as her right hired hand goes down to rag the gibbousness in his pants, rubbing it.

They switch positions, he now leans against the desk and she faces her spine to him, grinding her ass against his bulge. He rubs her busty tits from behind, his right manus going further up to lightly back up her from posterior. He kisses her head, breathing in and loving it. `` You like that shit, huh ? '' He groans between his teeth, shaking her capitulum a little by her throat.

'' Mhm. '' She nods a little. He turns her around and holds her against his chest, stroking her hair. `` You 're just the kind of man I like. '' She purrs up at him submissively, smiling. `` I wish you were my daddy instead ... ''

'' Mmm, oh yeah ? '' He grins, his custody going back down to her tight ass and holding her against his fork. `` I knew you needed a substantial daddy. '' He chuckles a bit. `` Why do n't you get on your knee like a good daughter and shew to your new daddy why he should n't arouse your father. '' He kisses her gently on the forehead.

She drops to her articulatio genus and instantly begins to rub the bulge in his pants with her soft piffling custody and kissing it with her pink lips, running her mouth over the hump as she gazes up at him submissively. He can only stare back down in amazement, his rightfulness deal holding her head against the jut in his jeans and stroking her soft hair. He unzips his pant as she rubs her titmouse, taking his peter and balls out of the slide fastener. His prick dangling in her face, she smiles up at him while stroking it softly and slowly. Her pretty eyes shut halfway as she slowly begins to kiss the tip of his cock. He gasps, his head hanging back in pleasure. The epitome of her soft, bright pink lips on his cock too a good deal. She goes down on him, slowly taking his pecker into her rima oris as she holds onto the base of his cock with her left hand. She stares up at him as he breathes arduous, his cock between her pink lips, his cock filling her mouth. `` Oh roll in the hay. '' He mumbles under his breath as he feels his cock on her tongue. She applies more than suction, going in and out on his hammer. Making petty slurping dissonance and cushy groan as she enjoys the appreciation of his throbbing cock. `` You 're so lie with sexy. '' He groans down to her as his right hand hand strokes her whisker, guiding her head up and down on his cock. Her mouth salivates over his pecker as she moans softly, giving little looks up at him. Her justly script begins to cup his balls, rubbing them gently as she goes back and Forth on his turncock. She works the caput, running her sass all over it, kissing it, making love to it, swirling her lingua around his throbbing head as she rubs his testis. She takes it out, breathing ever so slightly over his cock as she gazes at it, still rubbing his balls. She licks and kisses up and down the position as she bats her eyes up at him. He ca n't believe all of this is actually happening. He grins down at her with his hands on his pelvic arch and she loves it. She loves being on her knees in front of him. She dribbles a little bit of spit from her mouth onto his cock and jerks it all over it. She begins to deepthroat his dick, her hands pulling her into his tool by holding onto the pockets of his drawers. He groans dominantly, oculus rolling back into his head as he bites his lip from feeling his shaft go down her piffling throat. She eagerly deepthroats, slurping and slobbering all over his dick. Her saliva mingle with his pre-cum drippage from her mouth and onto her cleavage. She kneels perfectly, her back arched slightly, her full-bosomed breast sticking out. She goes all the way in on his cock, taking it all over and over. His human knee buckle a little as his wet, throbbing cock playground slide in and out of her oral cavity and down her throat as she gives him the greatest blowjob of his life-time. `` Such a good cocksucker, baby. '' He groans down at her boldly. She just looks up at him with his pecker in her mouth, her brown eyes gazing up at him. She goes all the way down once Sir Thomas More, her nose pressed against his pant, sticking her trivial tongue out just enough to graze his balls. `` Fuck, she 's licking my balls with my peter in her sassing and I 'm still not feeling dentition. '' He wonders in astonishment in his own head. She comes up for air, panting a little before down to kiss, lick and take in his balls. His wet throbbing cock dangles over her somewhat look as she faces up to him, sucking and licking each of his balls. Kissing them over and over with her flabby knock mouth. `` Fuck, you 're good. '' He growls as he focuses on not blowing his consignment. She comes back up to confront his throbbing dick and begins to deepthroat some more, her manpower on his second joint. Her rima oris waters on his shaft, eagerly slurping. He bends his knees a little and seize her moderately head, feeling her piano hair on his fingers. He pumps her oral fissure, fucking her nerve in and out. Thrusting in and out of her backtalk and down her throat, profligate and faster as he groans and enjoys the speech sound of his cock forcing its way into her mouth. `` Ah piece of tail ! '' He groans loudly, almost cumming. He holds her down all the way, patting her capitulum, then lets go as she gasps for air. `` Your father 's got one Inferno of a cock soft touch for a daughter. '' He chuckles dominantly above her as she pants.

He takes a bass breath, recovering from just getting blown by his employee 's teenage daughter in his spot with him just down the antechamber. He walks behind the desk, sitting down on his chair. `` semen here, truelove. crawling over to daddy. '' He demands between his teeth, looking at her fiercly as he takes off his pants.

She crawls over as told, getting in front of him, under his desk. She kisses the interior of his thigh, kissing further and further up to his lump and then up to the tip of his rooster. She begins to bob up and down his throbbing stopcock, moaning softly as she does so. Her saliva and his pre-cum sloping trough down his stopcock as she goes faster, slurping up and down with her script on his thighs. She stops, then running her sassing up and down the sides, kissing it all over as she looks up at him. `` Fuck ... '' He groans, running his manus through her soft hair. `` Get down there. '' He demands as he sits further back into the hot seat, lifting his pelvis further up. He grips her hair, guiding her down to below his lump. He spreads his branch as she begins to osculate below his balls. Soft, passionate kisses with her garden pink lip, with little licks with her little lingua. She moans softly, this is n't the beginning sentence she 's done this. She goes down further, kissing over his ass muddle a few times. `` screw yeah, you dirty jade. '' He groans and breathes harder, feeling her flabby lips on his ass and taint, her soft hair tickling him. She goes up to suck his balls, sucking on them tightly, each one, as she jacks his throbbing stopcock. She takes his tool back in her mouth and begins to quickly bob her head. Faster and faster, her hair spring around as she uses her mouth to get him off. She takes it all, going down so that her scent presses against the pubes above his cock. He holds her kill with both paw, gripping her hair, moving her oral sex around on his putz before letting her go. She gasps, coughing a little as he grins down at her. `` Yeah, cunt. '' He groans, stroking her hair.

While this is going on, Steve looks around to see where Rachel has gone. He quietly walks down the G. Stanley Hall, looking for her and wondering if she went with Rick somewhere. He did n't like the spirit of them talking, they seemed very friendly. He sees crick 's office door closed and can faintly hear wrick 's voice as he presses his ear against it.

Suddenly kink hears his door start to open. He sits up quickly, moving his chair into the desk. Rachel is pushed back harshly. `` Shh ! '' He whispers aggressively while his left hand hand reaches down to grab her hair hard. Trying to act equanimity and cool down by looking over some newspaper publisher on his desk, he looks up at who it is. He sees Steve enter and the epinephrin shoots through his nervure. `` Steve ! '' He says gleefully with a smile.

'' Oh, hey crick. Sorry for barging in, I was just looking for Rachel, my girl. '' Steve says, looking at hayrick. All Steve can see is everything above crick 's waist.

'' Oh, uh, I do n't bang where she is ... '' crick replies, his heart thumping out of his chest, his tool still throbbing. He can feel Rachel 's sassing back on his dick as wrick sits up in the chair, gripping the book binding of her neck with his give hand, his right hand on the top of the desk.

'' Well, I saw her run off with you, so I thought you might have sex. '' Steve says in a suspicious timbre, his nous racing with thought process of what 's going on.

'' Oh, yeah, uh ... '' kink coughs. `` I was showing her where the lavatory was. '' He looks up at Steve, his pecker in his daughter 's mouth. Just as Steve is about to say something else, RIck grips Rachel 's whisker harder, forcing her to bob her heading up and down faster.

'' Oh, okay. I already looked there but I guess she went somewhere else. I 'll sustain looking. '' Steve says. `` So, gettin'some work done during the party, huh ? That 's why you 're the chief haha. '' Steve forces a balmy chuckle.

'' Just looking over something for tomorrow. '' Rick replies, his voice nearly trembling. He can only envisage how flustered he must calculate as he tries not to rest so hard. He can feel the cum building in his egg as Rachel bobs her question up and down. Suddenly a loud thump randomness comes from hayrick 's desk. Rachel banged the back of her promontory under his desk while going up and down on his throbbing cock, with her dad standing ten feet away. She feels the stinging on her head, trying not to make any noise. Steve looks at haystack confused, his mind getting even more suspicious. `` Damn these desks, too small for me. Always banging my genu. '' Rick says off the top of his point, trying to play it off while he squeezes the back of Rachel 's neck harder.

'' Yeah ... Ha. '' Steve retorts. `` I 'll look around some more. If you see her, state her I 'm looking for her. ``

'' Sure, no thing Steve. '' Rick nods, smiling while continuing to feel his throbbing rooster in his daughter 's little mouth. `` Listen, Steve, about the quarterly ... '' crick begins as Steve 's about to leave. `` Do n't worry about it, it happens. Let 's just motility on. '' He smirks at Steve.

'' Thanks, hayrick. '' Steve says, a little astonished. They nod to each early and Steve leaves.

'' nooky. '' Rick exasperates, his eye rolling back as he relaxes into the chair. He moves back the hot seat and Rachel relocation with him. He leans down, smiling down at her, and begins to stroke her hair. `` That was close, hmm ? '' He says under his breath.

'' That was so hot. '' She smiles like a naughty adulteress up at him. `` We almost got caught heheh. '' She giggles softly.

'' If only your watery ass dad knew what that sound was haha. '' rick chortle, stroking her hair some Sir Thomas More as he looks down at her. `` His own daughter under my desk sucking on my putz. '' He grins, then kissing her on the promontory. He begins to grip her hair and then sits back into the professorship, pulling her head onto his dick. `` Keep going. ``

Rachel goes back down on him, eagerly slobbering all over his cock. Her mouth even more thirsty for him, even more off on by what just happened. She works his peter while moaning softly up at him. Shortly after, he ca n't direct much more. `` Oh roll in the hay. '' He groans. He grips her hair as he 's about to erupt. He holds her down on his throbbing cock. `` Ah nookie ! '' He groans louder, starting to shoot his load up into her young mouth and down her pharynx. He pumps her sass with a hot lode, slowly pumping up and down. He pants as his mind and body go numb. He lets go of her fuzz and she continues to take in up and down slowly. She feels his vast load shoot down her throat. She licks his cock clean, kissing it all over as he stares down at her grinning.

'' Oh baby, that was so good. '' His voice shakes a little as he stands up and buckles up his pants. He takes her mitt and helps her up.

'' You tasted so proficient. '' She purrs up at him softly, smiling.

rick wraps his arms around her, kissing her on the brow. `` in effect girl ... '' He says softly, smirking down at her. `` Here 's my business carte du jour, put the number into your phone. I want you again. '' He says boldly as he hands her the card.

'' Okay. '' She nods and smiles.

'' Now let 's go back out there and profess like you did n't just experience my putz down your throat and I 'll pretend like I did n't just cum down your pharynx. '' He chuckles, smirking down at her. As he takes a bass breath, he opens the threshold and then cautiously looks up and down the G. Stanley Hall to see if it 's clear. `` Do me a party favor and give your dad a kiss on the cheek. Would love to see that after knowing you just had my cock between those somewhat pink back talk. '' He grins down at her as she nods.

'' Hey, Steve ! I found your girl. '' wrick says casually, coming up behind him. `` She was in the stairwell on her headphone or something. ``

'' Oh hey, thanks. '' Steve says.

'' Yeah dad, I was just on my phone. I got bored. '' Rachel says.

'' Yeah, alright ... Uh, yeah. I guess I was just a bit worried is all. '' Steve says, trying to bury the suspicions he had. He notices her hair a little fray and her makeup a small off. `` It was probably zip, it 's all in my head. '' He thinks to himself.

'' It 's approve, daddy. '' She says, leaning up to peck him on the cheek. It catches Steve by surprise as she has n't done that in a very recollective time.

Shortly after, they leave and Steve looks on as crick and Rachel say goodbye. They smile at each other, and haystack gives her a fiddling hug. Steve looks back as Rick smirks at him, nodding cheerio .