It 's a Wednesday night and Steve is about to come at his study 's role party. His boss, haystack, encouraged everyone to wreak their families and since Steve is recently divorced, he only had his daughter Rachel to impart. Once again he 's going to take in to live on guys looking at his hot teenage daughter. And once again he 's going to suffer to handle with his hot daughter looking sexy and flirting with every guy she sees. Steve is used to this by now. Ever since she hit puberty she 's been hassle and Steve lost his testis a long time ago. There 's not lots he can do. guy his own age, in their 40s, have hit on her rightfulness in front end of him - and she 's flirted right back. It 's no admiration Steve is totally ashamed and a broken man - his daughter is the aphrodisiac girl around and she knows it. He knows she gets around.

Steve enters the large way where the party is being held, his coworkers with their families, his foreman, and now he and his daughter. He can already feel the heart on his daughter. His dude coworkers, heterosexual males in their 30s and 40s who rarely get to see young girls like Steve 's daughter Rachel. It 's no wonder their wives get insecure.

Rachel is a very sexy girl. Standing at around 5'4 '' with retentive, cut legs, smooth skin with a slight tan, mystifying brownness optic, sultry facial features, flat venter, tight little fanny, perky 32C bust, and long, sour brunet hair with sluttish highlight. Combined with an aura of 'sex'and her flirtatious, subservient personality, she 's definitely a missy who is very self-aware of what she does to roast. She 's a miss destined to become a exotic dancer or pornstar. She walks into the party, dressed in crocked, low-rising, lightly toned jeans with a hot pink thong just barely showing above her white, shiny studded bang ; and cute, furry white boots covering her feet and shin. Her top is a fuddled, thin, mild and egg white zip-up, long-sleeve crop top perspirer with a furry cowl and midriff screening. Her stomach exposed, you can see her sheeny naval piercing and downhearted back tramp stamp tattoo showing just above her thong. Around her neck hangs a shiny, atomic number 47 'Playboy'pendant and a garden pink and silver, coruscant necklace that reads 'Barbie'in a very girly font. They run down her chest, just above her perky cleavage. Her typeface is dolled up and pretty, with bright pink lips, raccoon-like eye shadow complimenting her night, sexy eyes and plucked brow. Her soft, shiny brunette haircloth with highlight run down her thorax and her backside, teased up a bit in the top to reach her hairsbreadth 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 lucky enough to catch a whiff of her sparkle, rose-scented perfume. She shoots a few glances 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 need to fuck her.

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

'' howdy, Rick. '' Steve shakes his deal briefly. `` Yeah, I just got here. ``

'' Good, well enjoy yourself. '' Rick pats him on the shoulder. `` Say, uh, you bring Rachel this fourth dimension ? '' He asks, having previously loved seeing her the fistful of times he 's been able to the past few years.

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

'' Listen, we 'll catch up later, we still have to babble out about your carrying out on the last quarterly. '' wrick says, leaving abruptly. Steve gulps nervously, knowing he 's in danger of being fired.

Rick walks up to Rachel, a confident smile on his grimace, `` Hey sweetie, how are ya ? commemorate me ? ``

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

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

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

'' Haha, do n't worry, I wo n't tell your dad. Besides, a daughter like you does n't ask school. '' He casually steps a short finisher, giving her a prurient look.

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

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

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

'' Sometimes ? '' He enthuses, kidding around. `` My, my, I 'd detest to be your dad, having a girl who turns foreland like you do. ``

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

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

'' certainly. '' She smiles as haystack takes her hand and leads her over to the bar. They sit down next to each former. `` Just do n't order my dad. ``

'' It will be our closed book. '' He winks at her, handing her a chicken feed of wine-colored. They both drink. `` So, just how very much hassle are you giving daddy these daytime ? He chasing away any guy lately ? '' He asks playfully, touching her shoulder.

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

'' Ha, ai n't that the truth. I wish he was a little more confident and aggressive in his oeuvre. '' kink return, 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 terminate him soon ? '' Rachel asks in a curious tone.

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

'' It 's ok, I know. '' She interjects. `` I know laugh at smell at me all the meter and he 's never really done anything. '' She drinks some more than wine. `` One prison term a few years ago some guy around his age flirted with me correct in front of him while we were at the mall. My dad tried to recite 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 pathetic. '' hayrick chortle. `` I 'd kill a guy if he did that to my daughter. '' Rick drinks again. `` So, you like guys like your dad, or no ? '' He asks.

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

'' So, guy wire like me ? '' crick playfully asks.

Rachel giggles again, leaning into him and putting her hand 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 give to be thirty years younger ... '' He says in a deeper tone of voice, looking her up and down and then into her middle. She looks down, blushing a footling. Steve watches from afar, trying to wonder what his boss and his girl are talking about.

'' So, I really hope you do n't send away my dad. He buys me a lot of matter and if he 's can 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 right hand with his leave behind bridge player on the bar. `` Why do n't we sneak away to my office 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 little. `` O.K.. '' She smiles. Rachel 's been very aware of how much her father 's boss wants to make love her for a while now and now she might give him what he wants.

haystack finishes his drink and gets up, leading her to his office. Steve watches them go forth his view as they go around the corner, wondering where they 're going. Rick looks around before opening the door to his office and leading Rachel in, his hand on her turn down vertebral column guiding her.

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

'' I 'll do anything. '' She says in her balmy, senior high school pitched bubbly teen voice, submissively looking up at him.

'' goodness little girl. '' He says while putting his arms around her, rubbing up and down her back and enjoying the belief of her smooth, soft skin on his fingertips. He breathes heavier, 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 pass on hand on her lower back, his right hand on the rachis of her cervix. He shakes her a short 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 grip the back of her head, stroking her hair.

He leans down to kiss her, pushing her chief into his as he grips her fuzz. They lock rim, kissing passionately. A man in his late 40 kissing a teenaged missy. They make out briefly, his hands groping her all over as her veracious helping hand goes down to tease the jut in his pants, rubbing it.

They switch placement, he now leans against the desk and she faces her rachis to him, grinding her ass against his gibbousness. He rubs her busty pap from behind, his decently mitt going further up to lightly cash in one's chips her from hind end. He kisses her question, breathing in and loving it. `` You like that whoreson, huh ? '' He groans between his dentition, shaking her head a little by her throat.

'' Mhm. '' She nods a small. He turns her around and holds her against his pectus, 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 hands going back down to her tight ass and holding her against his genitalia. `` I knew you needed a strong dad. '' He chuckles a bit. `` Why do n't you get on your knees like a unspoilt young woman and bear witness to your new daddy why he should n't fire your sire. '' He kisses her gently on the forehead.

She drops to her knees and instantly begins to rub the bulge in his pants with her soft little handwriting and kissing it with her pink back talk, running her oral cavity over the bulge as she gazes up at him submissively. He can only stare back down in amazement, his right paw holding her head against the bulge in his blue jean and stroking her subdued fuzz. He unzips his pants as she rubs her mamilla, taking his cock and balls out of the slide fastener. His pecker hanging 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 range of her soft, bright pink brim on his cock too much. She goes down on him, slowly taking his cock into her mouth as she holds onto the base of his cock with her unexpended hand. She stares up at him as he breathes severe, his turncock between her pink lips, his cock filling her mouth. `` Oh fuck. '' He mumbles under his breather as he feels his hammer on her tongue. She applies Sir Thomas More suction, going in and out on his pecker. Making little slurping noises and soft moans as she enjoys the taste of his throbbing dick. `` You 're so sleep together sexy. '' He groans down to her as his decently hand strokes her pilus, guiding her head up and down on his cock. Her backtalk salivates over his cock as she moans softly, giving fiddling looks up at him. Her right hand begins to cup his testis, rubbing them gently as she goes back and forth on his shaft. She works the pass, running her lips all over it, kissing it, making lovemaking to it, swirling her glossa around his throbbing head as she rubs his testicles. 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 sides 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 handwriting on his hips and she loves it. She loves being on her genu in strawman of him. She dribbles a petty bit of spit from her mouthpiece onto his cock and jerky it all over it. She begins to deepthroat his cock, her hands pulling her into his hammer by holding onto the pockets of his pants. He groans dominantly, eyes rolling back into his pass as he bites his lip from feeling his cock go down her little throat. She eagerly deepthroats, slurping and slobbering all over his dick. Her saliva mixed with his pre-cum drippage from her mouth and onto her cleavage. She kneels perfectly, her back arched slightly, her busty breast sticking out. She goes all the way in on his prick, taking it all over and over. His knee buckle a little as his wet, throbbing tool playground slide in and out of her mouth and down her throat as she gives him the greatest blowjob of his life. `` Such a good son of a bitch, baby. '' He groans down at her boldly. She just looks up at him with his cock in her mouth, her Robert Brown eyes gazing up at him. She goes all the way down once more, her nuzzle pressed against his drawers, sticking her little tongue out just enough to pasture his Lucille Ball. `` piece of ass, she 's licking my balls with my tool in her sass and I 'm still not feeling teeth. '' He wonders in amazement in his own head. She comes up for air, panting a little before down to kiss, lick and suck his balls. His wet throbbing putz dangles over her pretty typeface as she faces up to him, sucking and licking each of his balls. Kissing them over and over with her soft garden pink lips. `` shag, you 're soundly. '' He growls as he focuses on not blowing his lode. She comes back up to look his throbbing cock and begins to deepthroat some more, her work force on his thigh. Her sassing waters on his cock, eagerly slurping. He bends his articulatio genus a little and grabs her pretty chief, feeling her soft hair on his fingerbreadth. He pumps her backtalk, fucking her face in and out. Thrusting in and out of her mouth and down her throat, dissolute and faster as he groans and enjoys the strait of his cock forcing its way into her sass. `` Ah roll in the hay ! '' He groans loudly, almost cumming. He holds her down all the way, patting her question, then lets go as she gasps for air. `` Your Father-God 's got one hell of a cock gull for a daughter. '' He chuckles dominantly above her as she pants.

He takes a mysterious breath, recovering from just getting blown by his employee 's teenage girl in his situation with him just down the hall. He walks behind the desk, sitting down on his chair. `` Come here, sweetie. creep over to daddy. '' He demands between his dentition, 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 inside of his second joint, kissing further and further up to his egg and then up to the tip of his shaft. She begins to bob up and down his throbbing cock, moaning softly as she does so. Her spittle and his pre-cum slides down his stopcock as she goes faster, slurping up and down with her hands 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 hand through her indulgent whisker. `` Get down there. '' He demands as he sits further back into the chair, lifting his rosehip further up. He grips her haircloth, guiding her down to below his balls. He spreads his legs as she begins to buss below his balls. Soft, passionate kisses with her garden pink lips, with little licks with her little tongue. She moans softly, this is n't the first sentence she 's done this. She goes down further, kissing over his ass hole a few times. `` fucking yeah, you dirty slut. '' He groans and breathes harder, feeling her soft lips on his ass and taint, her diffused hair tickling him. She goes up to suck his balls, sucking on them tightly, each one, as she jacks his throbbing rooster. She takes his rooster back in her mouth and begins to quickly bob her head. Faster and faster, her whisker leap around as she uses her rima oris to get him off. She takes it all, going down so that her scent mechanical press against the os pubis above his peter. He holds her pull down with both helping hand, gripping her haircloth, moving her head around on his cock before letting her go. She gasps, coughing a little as he grins down at her. `` Yeah, bitch. '' He groans, stroking her hair.

While this is going on, Steve looks around to see where Rachel has gone. He quietly walks down the vestibule, looking for her and wondering if she went with crick somewhere. He did n't like the look of them talking, they seemed very friendly. He sees kink 's office staff room access closed and can faintly pick up RIck 's voice as he presses his ear against it.

Suddenly haystack hears his door outset to open. He sits up quickly, moving his professorship into the desk. Rachel is pushed back harshly. `` Shh ! '' He whispers aggressively while his left hand reaches down to take hold of her hair hard. Trying to act cool it and cool by looking over some papers on his desk, he looks up at who it is. He sees Steve enter and the adrenaline shoots through his veins. `` Steve ! '' He says gleefully with a smile.

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

'' Oh, uh, I do n't know where she is ... '' Rick replies, his nerve thumping out of his chest, his cock still throbbing. He can feel Rachel 's mouth back on his cock as Rick sits up in the chair, gripping the rear of her neck with his odd helping hand, his flop paw on the top of the desk.

'' fountainhead, I saw her run off with you, so I thought you might know. '' Steve says in a suspicious tone, his mind racing with persuasion of what 's going on.

'' Oh, yeah, uh ... '' Rick cough. `` I was showing her where the bathroom was. '' He looks up at Steve, his cock in his daughter 's mouth. Just as Steve is about to say something else, wrick grips Rachel 's hair harder, forcing her to bob her headspring up and down faster.

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

'' Just looking over something for tomorrow. '' wrick replies, his voice nearly trembling. He can only imagine how rattled he must depend as he tries not to breathe so hard. He can palpate the cum building in his balls as Rachel bobs her head up and down. Suddenly a trashy thump noise comes from Rick 's desk. Rachel banged the spine of her brain under his desk while going up and down on his throbbing cock, with her dad standing ten feet away. She feels the sting on her forefront, trying not to make any haphazardness. Steve looks at wrick confused, his head getting even more suspicious. `` darn these desks, too diminished for me. Always banging my knees. '' Rick says off the top of his head, trying to make for it off while he squeezes the backbone of Rachel 's neck harder.

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

'' Sure, no thing Steve. '' crick nods, smiling while continuing to feel his throbbing cock in his girl 's little backtalk. `` Listen, Steve, about the every quarter ... '' crick begins as Steve 's about to provide. `` Do n't concern about it, it happens. Let 's just move on. '' He smirks at Steve.

'' Thanks, kink. '' Steve says, a piddling astonished. They nod to each other and Steve leaves.

'' piece of tail. '' Rick exasperates, his middle rolling back as he relaxes into the chair. He moves back the hot seat and Rachel move with him. He leans down, smiling down at her, and begins to stroke her pilus. `` That was unaired, hmm ? '' He says under his breath.

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

'' If only your decrepit ass dad knew what that strait was haha. '' hayrick chuckles, stroking her hair some more as he looks down at her. `` His own daughter under my desk sucking on my cock. '' He grins, then kissing her on the head. He begins to fascinate her haircloth and then sits back into the chair, pulling her head onto his cock. `` keep going. ``

Rachel goes back down on him, eagerly slobbering all over his cock. Her oral cavity even more thirsty for him, even more change state on by what just happened. She works his cock while moaning softly up at him. Shortly after, he ca n't require much more. `` Oh fuck. '' He groans. He grips her hairsbreadth as he 's about to break out. He holds her down on his throbbing cock. `` Ah fuck ! '' He groans brassy, starting to flash his incumbrance up into her Loretta Young mouth and down her throat. He pumps her mouthpiece with a hot lode, slowly pumping up and down. He pants as his mind and body go numb. He lets go of her tomentum and she continues to suck up and down slowly. She feels his huge load shoot down her pharynx. She licks his cock clean and jerk, kissing it all over as he stares down at her grinning.

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

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

Rick wraps his arms around her, kissing her on the forehead. `` Good girl ... '' He says softly, smirking down at her. `` Here 's my byplay card, put the bit 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 pretend like you did n't just have my hammer down your pharynx and I 'll pretend like I did n't just cum down your throat. '' He chuckles, smirking down at her. As he takes a deep breath, he opens the door and then cautiously looks up and down the hall to see if it 's realize. `` Do me a favor and give your dad a kiss on the cheek. Would love to see that after knowing you just had my hammer between those moderately pink lips. '' He grins down at her as she nods.

'' Hey, Steve ! I found your girl. '' Rick says casually, coming up behind him. `` She was in the stairwell on her earpiece 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 leave the suspicions he had. He notices her haircloth a footling fray and her war paint a little off. `` It was probably nothing, it 's all in my mind. '' He thinks to himself.

'' It 's sanction, pappa. '' She says, leaning up to pick up him on the boldness. It catches Steve by surprise as she has n't done that in a very long time.

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