It 's a Wednesday night and Steve is about to arrive at his work 's billet party. His foreman, Rick, encouraged everyone to lend their phratry and since Steve is recently divorced, he only had his girl Rachel to lend. Once again he 's going to have to survive guy wire looking at his hot teenage daughter. And once again he 's going to feature to deal with his hot daughter looking sexy and flirting with every guy she sees. Steve is used to this by now. Ever since she hit pubescence she 's been trouble and Steve lost his testis a farseeing time ago. There 's not much he can do. laugh at his own age, in their 40s, have hit on her rightfield in front of him - and she 's flirted right back. It 's no wonder Steve is totally ashamed and a broken man - his daughter is the sexy girl around and she knows it. He knows she gets around.

Steve enters the gravid room where the party is being held, his coworkers with their kin, his boss, and now he and his daughter. He can already feel the eyes on his daughter. His fella coworkers, heterosexual Male in their 30s and 40s who rarely get to see young girls like Steve 's daughter Rachel. It 's no wonder their married woman get insecure.

Rachel is a very sexy little girl. Standing at around 5'4 '' with long, thin legs, smooth skin with a thin tan, deeply brown eyes, sultry facial lineament, flat stomach, tight footling butt, perky 32C bust, and long, drear brunette hair with wanton highlights. Combined with an aura of 'sex'and her flirtatious, submissive personality, she 's definitely a missy who is very self-aware of what she does to poke fun. She 's a girl destined to become a stripper or pornstar. She walks into the party, dressed in tight, low-rising, lightly toned jeans with a hot pinko flip-flop just barely showing above her Edward Douglas White Jr., shiny studded bash ; and cute, furry livid boots covering her foundation and shin. Her top is a fast, thin, easygoing and white zip-up, long-sleeve crop top sweater with a furry hood and middle viewing. Her stomach exposed, you can see her lustrous naval piercing and humble back tramp steamer legal tender tattoo showing just above her G-string. Around her cervix hangs a glazed, silver 'Playboy'pendant and a pinko and silver, sparkly necklace that reads 'Barbie'in a very girly font. They run down her chest, just above her chirpy segmentation. Her brass is dolled up and pretty, with bright pinko rim, raccoon-like eye shadow complimenting her dark, sexy eyes and plucked eyebrows. Her soft, shiny brunette hair with highlights runs down her dresser and her rear, teased up a bit in the top to impart her hair a 'bigger'look. She 's a bad looking girl.

Rachel walks past some of the bozo, 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 light, rose-scented aroma. 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 straightforward guy in here must want to bonk her.

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

'' hello, rick. '' Steve shakes his paw briefly. `` Yeah, I just got here. ``

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

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

'' Listen, we 'll overtake up later, we still have to spill the beans about your public presentation on the last quarterly. '' Rick says, leaving abruptly. Steve gulps nervously, knowing he 's in danger of being fired.

Rick walks up to Rachel, a confident smile on his face, `` Hey sweetheart, how are ya ? think me ? ``

'' Yeah, of course ! '' She says excitedly in her cheery, bubbly mellow pitched interpreter. `` You 're my dad 's foreman. '' 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 schooltime ? ``

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

'' Haha, do n't concern, I wo n't tell your dad. Besides, a daughter like you does n't need school. '' He casually steps a little closer, giving her a lustful look.

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

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

'' Sometimes. '' Rachel giggles, looking down and then plump for up at him and tilting her head while smiling.

'' Sometimes ? '' He enthuses, kidding around. `` My, my, I 'd hate to be your dad, having a girl who turns read/write head like you do. ``

She giggles, leaning into him and casually placing her bridge player on his chest of drawers. `` occlusion, you old man. '' She teases, but in fact she loves confident and dominant former men like him.

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

'' surely. '' She smiles as wrick takes her hand and leads her over to the bar. They sit down succeeding to each other. `` Just do n't distinguish my dad. ``

'' It will be our hush-hush. '' He winks at her, handing her a glass of wine. They both drink. `` So, just how much trouble are you giving daddy these days ? He chasing away any guys lately ? '' He asks playfully, touching her shoulder.

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

'' Ha, ai n't that the truth. I wish he was a little more confident and aggressive in his body of work. '' Rick retorts, 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 arouse him soon ? '' Rachel asks in a curious tone.

'' Oh, so you know about that huh ? '' haystack takes another drink. `` Well, that 's part of it. '' He sighs. `` looking, your dad is a nice guy. A 'nice'guy, you know what I mean ? Too prissy, too repose, too passive. He does n't command deference. I mean, look at you. You 're smokin'hot, '' She blushes, smiling down and then look 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 happen if your dad commanded respect. '' crick drinks again, smirking over at Steve from across the elbow room. `` Sorry, Rachel. I did n't think to insult your dad. I like the guy, it 's just ... ''

'' It 's OK, I know. '' She interjects. `` I know guys look at me all the sentence and he 's never really done anything. '' She drinks some more wine. `` One prison term 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 tell him to kibosh 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. '' Rick chuckles. `` 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 tail that day. '' She smirks flirtatiously.

'' So, guy rope like me ? '' rick playfully asks.

Rachel giggles again, leaning into him and putting her deal 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 collapse to be thirty years younger ... '' He says in a deeper tone, looking her up and down and then into her oculus. She looks down, blushing a slight. Steve watches from afar, trying to wonder what his gaffer 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 fired then he ca n't anymore ... '' She pouts up at him submissively.

'' Hmm, well I ca n't insure that, sweetie ... '' He replies as he starts to caress her right hand with his left hand on the bar. `` Why do n't we lift away to my office and let the cat out of the bag more about it and maybe you can convince me not to enkindle your father. '' He asks confidently.

She looks up at him, biting her lip a small. `` okeh. '' She smiles. Rachel 's been very cognizant of how much her sire 's hirer wants to know her for a while now and now she might give him what he wants.

kink finishes his drink and gets up, leading her to his spot. Steve watches them impart his view as they go around the turning point, wondering where they 're going. Rick looks around before opening the door to his position and leading Rachel in, his script on her lower back guiding her.

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

'' I 'll do anything. '' She says in her gentle, luxuriously pitched bubbly teen spokesperson, submissively looking up at him.

'' Good girl. '' He says while putting his arms around her, rubbing up and down her rear and enjoying the feeling of her smooth, lenient skin on his fingertips. He breathes heavier, really getting into groping her and enjoying her eubstance. He grips her ass, pulling her into him as she moans softly. He holds her tightly, his leave behind hand on her lower binding, his right on the cover of her cervix. He shakes her a little bit violently, smirking down at her. `` You like that, huh ? '' He asks, feeling the ardour in his loin ignite.

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

He leans down to osculate her, pushing her oral sex into his as he grips her hair. They lock lips, kissing passionately. A man in his late 40 kissing a teen young woman. They make out briefly, his hands groping her all over as her right paw goes down to tease the bulge in his pants, rubbing it.

They switch spot, he now leans against the desk and she faces her back to him, grinding her ass against his protuberance. He rubs her busty tits from behind, his rightfield mitt going further up to lightly kick the bucket her from behind. He kisses her head, breathing in and loving it. `` You like that shit, huh ? '' He groans between his dentition, shaking her principal a footling 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 sort of man I like. '' She purrs up at him submissively, smiling. `` I wish you were my daddy instead ... ''

'' Mmm, oh yeah ? '' He grins, his hired hand going back down to her tight ass and holding her against his crotch. `` I knew you needed a inviolable daddy. '' He chuckles a bit. `` Why do n't you get on your knees like a good girl and raise to your new papa why he should n't burn your father. '' He kisses her gently on the forehead.

She drops to her knees and instantly begins to rub the jut in his drawers with her soft little hands and kissing it with her pink lips, running her mouth over the swelling as she gazes up at him submissively. He can only stare back down in astonishment, his right script holding her foreland against the bulge in his jeans and stroking her soft hair. He unzips his pants as she rubs her tits, taking his shaft and balls out of the slide fastener. His cock 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 persona of her soft, bright pink lips on his pecker too much. She goes down on him, slowly taking his turncock into her back talk as she holds onto the base of his cock with her left hand. She stares up at him as he breathes voiceless, his pecker between her pink sassing, his prick filling her rima oris. `` Oh fuck. '' He mumbles under his breathing spell as he feels his pecker on her lingua. She applies more suction, going in and out on his cock. Making short slurping noises and soft moans as she enjoys the taste of his throbbing cock. `` You 're so piece of ass sexy. '' He groans down to her as his right hand strokes her tomentum, guiding her brain up and down on his cock. Her back talk salivates over his putz as she moans softly, giving little looks up at him. Her ripe hand begins to cup his ballock, rubbing them gently as she goes back and forth on his cock. She works the head, running her sass all over it, kissing it, making love to it, swirling her glossa around his throbbing brain 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 side as she bats her eye up at him. He ca n't consider all of this is actually happening. He grins down at her with his mitt on his articulatio coxae and she loves it. She loves being on her knee in front of him. She dribbles a petty bit of spit from her oral fissure onto his hammer and jerks it all over it. She begins to deepthroat his cock, her deal pulling her into his cock by holding onto the pockets of his pants. He groans dominantly, eyes rolling back into his head as he bites his lip from feeling his cock go down her little pharynx. She eagerly deepthroats, slurping and slobbering all over his dick. Her spittle mixed with his pre-cum dripping from her back talk and onto her cleavage. She kneels perfectly, her back arched slightly, her voluptuous bureau sticking out. She goes all the way in on his peter, taking it all over and over. His knees buckle a short as his wet, throbbing prick slides in and out of her backtalk and down her pharynx as she gives him the neat blowjob of his living. `` Such a good cocksucker, child. '' He groans down at her boldly. She just looks up at him with his cock in her mouth, her Brown University center gazing up at him. She goes all the way down once more, her nose pressed against his pant, sticking her lilliputian tongue out just enough to graze his balls. `` nookie, she 's licking my balls with my cock in her mouth and I 'm still not feeling teeth. '' He wonders in amazement in his own head. She comes up for air, panting a piffling before down to kiss, lick and suck his Ball. His wet throbbing cock dangles over her jolly face as she faces up to him, sucking and licking each of his globe. Kissing them over and over with her soft pink lips. `` Fuck, you 're beneficial. '' He growls as he focuses on not blowing his loading. She comes back up to face his throbbing cock and begins to deepthroat some more, her hands on his thigh. Her mouth waters on his cock, eagerly slurping. He bends his knees a niggling and grabs her pretty school principal, feeling her soft hair on his fingers. He pumps her mouth, fucking her face in and out. Thrusting in and out of her rima oris and down her throat, faster and faster as he groans and enjoys the sound of his cock forcing its way into her sass. `` Ah screwing ! '' He groans loudly, almost cumming. He holds her down all the way, patting her heading, then lets go as she gasps for air. `` Your father 's got one inferno of a stopcock sucker for a daughter. '' He chuckles dominantly above her as she pants.

He takes a deep breath, recovering from just getting blown by his employee 's teenage daughter in his berth with him just down the dormitory. He walks behind the desk, sitting down on his death chair. `` Come here, sweetheart. 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 end of him, under his desk. She kisses the inside of his second joint, kissing further and further up to his balls and then up to the tip of his cock. She begins to bob up and down his throbbing cock, moaning softly as she does so. Her saliva and his pre-cum slides down his cock as she goes faster, slurping up and down with her helping hand on his thigh. She stops, then running her lip up and down the face, kissing it all over as she looks up at him. `` Fuck ... '' He groans, running his bridge player through her soft tomentum. `` Get down there. '' He demands as he sits further back into the chair, lifting his hips further up. He grips her hair, guiding her pile to below his balls. He spreads his wooden leg as she begins to kiss below his balls. Soft, passionate kisses with her pink lips, with little clout with her little clapper. She moans softly, this is n't the first base time she 's done this. She goes down further, kissing over his ass kettle of fish a few times. `` shag yeah, you dirty fornicatress. '' He groans and breathes harder, feeling her diffuse mouth on his ass and taint, her subdued hair tickling him. She goes up to suck his musket ball, sucking on them tightly, each one, as she jacks his throbbing putz. She takes his cock back in her sassing and begins to quickly bob her head. Faster and faster, her hair bounces around as she uses her mouth to get him off. She takes it all, going down so that her nozzle presses against the os pubis above his hammer. He holds her low-spirited with both manpower, gripping her hair, 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 hall, looking for her and wondering if she went with Rick somewhere. He did n't like the look of them talking, they seemed very friendly. He sees wrick 's berth doorway closed and can faintly get word RIck 's articulation as he presses his ear against it.

Suddenly RIck hears his door showtime to open. He sits up quickly, moving his chair into the desk. Rachel is pushed back harshly. `` Shh ! '' He whispers aggressively while his leave behind hand reaches down to seize her hairsbreadth heavy. Trying to act unagitated and cool off 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 nervure. `` 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 crick. All Steve can see is everything above Rick 's waist.

'' Oh, uh, I do n't know where she is ... '' Rick response, his bosom thumping out of his breast, his putz still throbbing. He can feel Rachel 's rima oris back on his prick as Rick sits up in the chair, gripping the back of her neck with his leave alone hand, his right hand 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 thoughts of what 's going on.

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

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

'' Just looking over something for tomorrow. '' hayrick reply, his vocalisation nearly trembling. He can only opine how flustered he must expect as he tries not to breathe so hard. He can feel the cum edifice in his orb as Rachel bobs her head up and down. Suddenly a loud thumping racket comes from Rick 's desk. Rachel banged the spine of her headway under his desk while going up and down on his throbbing pecker, with her dad standing ten base away. She feels the sting on her head, trying not to crap any noise. Steve looks at Rick confused, his psyche getting even more suspicious. `` Damn these desks, too humble for me. Always banging my knees. '' haystack says off the top of his heading, trying to trifle it off while he squeezes the backbone of Rachel 's cervix harder.

'' Yeah ... Ha. '' Steve retorts. `` I 'll bet around some more. If you see her, assure 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 every quarter ... '' Rick begins as Steve 's about to leave. `` Do n't worry about it, it happens. Let 's just relocation on. '' He smirks at Steve.

'' Thanks, Rick. '' Steve says, a trivial astonished. They nod to each other and Steve leaves.

'' fuck. '' Rick exasperates, his eyes rolling back as he relaxes into the death chair. He moves back the chair and Rachel motility with him. He leans down, smiling down at her, and begins to stroke her whisker. `` That was close, hmm ? '' He says under his breath.

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

'' If only your weak ass dad knew what that sound was haha. '' Rick chuckle, stroking her hair's-breadth some Thomas More as he looks down at her. `` His own daughter under my desk sucking on my stopcock. '' He grins, then kissing her on the mind. He begins to transfix her hair's-breadth and then sits back into the president, pulling her head onto his tool. `` livelihood going. ``

Rachel goes back down on him, eagerly slobbering all over his cock. Her mouth even more thirsty for him, even more turned on by what just happened. She works his putz while moaning softly up at him. Shortly after, he ca n't take much more. `` Oh fuck. '' He groans. He grips her hair as he 's about to erupt. He holds her down on his throbbing putz. `` Ah piece of ass ! '' He groans louder, starting to shoot his warhead up into her young mouth and down her pharynx. He pumps her mouth with a hot payload, slowly pumping up and down. He pants as his mind and dead body go numb. He lets go of her hair and she continues to suck up and down slowly. She feels his vast payload shoot down her throat. She licks his tool clean, kissing it all over as he stares down at her grinning.

'' Oh baby, that was so good. '' His voice shakes a small as he stands up and buckles up his pant. He takes her hired man and helps her up.

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

Rick wraps his arms around her, kissing her on the frontal bone. `` commodity girl ... '' He says softly, smirking down at her. `` Here 's my job card, 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 pretend like you did n't just have my cock down your throat 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 breathing place, he opens the room access and then cautiously looks up and down the hall to see if it 's clear. `` Do me a party favor and give your dad a kiss on the brass. Would love to see that after knowing you just had my cock between those pretty pinkish backtalk. '' 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 phone 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 interest is all. '' Steve says, trying to draw a blank the suspicions he had. He notices her whisker a little frazzle and her makeup a slight off. `` It was probably nothing, it 's all in my creative thinker. '' He thinks to himself.

'' It 's hunky-dory, dada. '' She says, leaning up to peck him on the cheek. It catches Steve by surprisal as she has n't done that in a very farseeing time.

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