I woke up to the scent of bacon. It had been a longsighted fourth dimension since anyone had cooked me breakfast. Breakfast was always my favorite meal, and I had always gotten up and cooked every morning. Since my ex had left and Kimberly had gotten older, I had stopped. Kimberly, like most teens, wanted to sleep as long as she could before schooling, so she would settle for a granola bar or something quick.

I sat up. The memory of the day before was still brisk on my judgement. I had licked my daughter until she had come, after she had given me a prissy coke job earlier in the day. The memory made my rule morn wood harder than common.

My infantry touched the floor and I made myself to the privy to shower down and brush my dentition. Once dressed I headed to the kitchen where I could hear Kimberly moving around and preparing for breakfast.

I was sad to see that she was fully dressed. I had liked the sight of her business firm breasts swaying the day before. This was the kickoff time I had seen her dressed since I had found her in the skimpy outfit. Even clothed she was the most beautiful cleaning woman I had ever seen.

She was wearing a knee length doll and a white clitoris up blouse with a sweater vest over it. As common her somewhat little invertebrate foot were in flip flops that matched the vividness of her perfectly painted toes. Her whisker was pulled back into a ponytail. She was a ravisher, even if she was my daughter.

It was Friday, so I was dressed casually. I had on my favorite jeans with a three clitoris golf game shirt with my company's logo on the bureau. I slipped into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee bean before Kimberly realized I was there. I had not thought about how we would react around each other, and was hesitant to say or do anything.

She turned to get something out of the cupboard and saw me. She sat the spatula she had in her hand onto the comeback and walked toward me. Her coat of arms opened and went around my neck opening. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her waist as she stepped closer. Our sassing met for a longer than common mint. Then she stepped away and went back to what she was doing.

As she sat the food on the table, she commented on how well she had slept in my bed. I told her she was welcome anytime, and she confirmed that she would be there every night if it was possible.

She prepared my plate and sat it in my home. Just like the previous night, she waited until I had tasted everything on my plate, before she began preparing her shell.

"Why do you do that ?"I asked, puzzled.

"Do what ?"she replied innocently.



"You wait until I taste everything before you fix your plate."

She smiled and placed her fork on the table."Because you are the man of the firm, the king of the castle. It is my place to earn sure that you are happy and satisfied in every way. That is what a king deserves, is n't it ?"

"First I am no King, I am your father."

"You became More than my founder the second base I put your cock in my mouth,"she smiled and took a pungency of her bacon.

She had me on that, and I had to confess I liked the tending. I was not sure where she had learned such demeanour, because her mother had never acted that way. I decided not to complain or even mention it again. If it made her happy, then I was happy.

When we were done feeding, she placed the dishes in the dishwashing machine. She grabbed her backpack and kissed me on the lips."I have to go, I do n't need to be tardy. See you tonight, lover."

I watched as she twisted her plump ass out of the door. My cock ached, as my intellect thought of all the stuff I wanted to do to her. I fixed another cup of coffee berry in my mug, and headed to the office.

The day went upright. Every loose minute of arc I had, I would enchant myself thinking about Kimberly. My heart was broken a little when I received a textbook from her after lunch. She wanted to go to the center with her best admirer, and wanted to screw if she could. Of course I told her she could go.

I had planned on the night just being me and her, but I had to commend that she was still a adolescent and still wanted to hang out with her acquaintance. With her not going to be at domicile until belatedly, I decided to stay at the billet and clear up for the meter I had taken off the day before.

I was about to finish up around eight. I got up to begin packing my laptop and file into my bag. It had been a yearn day, and I was set to get home and have a beer or twelve. I figured Kimberly would be out late, if she came home at all. She was eighteen and it was not unusual for her to persist at her friend's house on Fri.

I grabbed my bag and was about to leave when I noticed someone standing at my room access. The whole berth was dark except for my reckoner lamp. Once my eyes adjusted to the iniquity, I recognized the person as Kimberly.

"I was just about to head habitation, are you hungry ?"I asked nonchalantly.

"I am,"she replied as she began walking toward me,"I am starving."

As she neared, she got into sufficiency of the light source for me to see her clearly. She was still wearing the skirt and blouse from this morning, but she had lost the vest. She had the top three buttons of the blouse opened, and I could see the fashion plate of her ample knocker. I could also see that she had removed her bra, as her breast swayed as she neared me.

When she had moved within four of five metrical unit from me, her fingers began unfastening the remaining clit. When she made it to me, the blouse was subject and her tanned breasts were seeable. She stopped as our bodies touched.

I was anxious, but stood there. What we had done, we had done in the privacy of our rest home. This was a place of stage business, and even though the office was closed, there were video cameras all over the billet.

Her hired man went straight to my belt and within second base she had my blue jean opened and her helping hand inside them. She stepped closer and nibbled on my ear.

"I have dreamed of being taken in your authority,"she whispered as she began to ease down to her knees.

She wasted no time pushing my jeans and boxers to my genu. She lifted my hardening cock and slipped it between her backtalk. Her teeth raked across my human body and I jerked. I have to babble to her about using her teeth, I thought.

Her hands cupped my balls as she moved her mouth back and Forth on my tool. I placed my paw on her principal and stood there, resisting the urge to shove it down her throat. I began to pierce gently in apparent motion with her drift. I pushed a little too far and she coughed.

My cock was hard as granite. She said she wanted to be taken, I wanted to make her dream ejaculate straight. Although I had wanted the first-class honours degree time to be especial, at that instant I wanted her anyway I could get her. I reached and pulled her to her feet.

I pushed the clobber off of my desk and pushed her upper body onto the top. I lifted her skirt with my hand as I used my knee to unfold her legs. I was pleasantly surprised to see that my daughter had arrived at my office, not only braless, but she was also panty less.

I took my stopcock and pressed it against her labia. She was so wet. Her kitty was covered in her feminine secretion. I pushed the head into her. She raised up on her blazonry and pushed back against me.

She turned her head toward me,"Take me Daddy, but be gentle. I have never had a man inside me before."

She lowered her head down until it was resting on my desk. I slowly pushed deeper. She was so tight, but there was nothing stopping me. I pulled and pushed until my lower belly touched her meaty ass.

"I feel so full moon Daddy,"she gasped as she rotated her hip joint against me.

I grabbed her waist and pulled out, then pushed the full-of-the-moon six inch back into her. She moaned lightly. Slowly we set a slow and steady rhythm. Each fourth dimension I pushed into her, her succus gushed. She rose back to her arms and met my thrusts.

Her kitty gripped my cock tightly. For a consequence I forgot that she was my daughter. I loved being inside her. She was the first woman I had been inside since I was cobbler's last inside her female parent. I knew I was not going to final stage, and I wanted to see her face.

I pulled out of her and turned her around. I backed up to the armless chair in the corner of my office. I sat down and pulled her to my lap. She straddled me and held my wet, hard stopcock in her hand and aimed it back home.

She moaned as she sat on my fat turncock. When her ass rested on my thigh, she wrapped her blazonry around my neck opening and began using her ramification to lift and lower her pussycat on me. I pushed her blouse open and sucked on her tender nipples.

She pulled my head into her bosom as her effort quickened."Do n't barricade Daddy, I love that. sucking my tit while you take me Daddy, I am about to cum !"

I sucked, licked and bit on her nipple and boob as she rode me like an expert. Her snatch muscles gripped me tighter as her physical structure trembled. She closed her leg tight around me as her top dog tilted back. She exhaled a long groan as her orgasm hit.

She stopped and sat still on my lap as her physical structure released. She held my headway into her dresser so stiff that I could not move. Finally she relaxed. I lifted my head and looked at her. She had the grownup smile on her face. She lowered and we kissed.

The kiss was not a typical father-daughter kiss. It was full of passion with her clapper in my lip. I lifted her and walked back to my desk. I placed her pretty ass on the wooden top. I was still inside her. Her pussy was still tight, but her sexual climax had produced enough lifelike lubricator that I could easily slide in and out.

Our kiss broke as I pushed deep into her."Oh daddy, you feel so skilful inside me. Keep doing that, Daddy, fuck me !"

Any other prison term I would have scolded her for using such distasteful voice communication, but under the circumstances, I obliged her request. I moved my hips faster and harder. Our seance had moved from passionate sexual love making to hard center, well, fucking.

She laid back and I placed my deal on her pelvis and used them as leveraging. The wooden leg of my desks moved a half in or so each time I thrusted into her. I was close, but I was going to get all I could before the end.

"Do n't stop papa, I am going to cum again. Cum with me dada, Cum inside meee !"

Her orgasm hit. Her body stiffened as her pretty little pussy spasmed around me cock. The shaking of her orgasm was too a lot. With little warning, my balls began erupting out of my cock, spraying my piddling girl's interior with my potent sperm. I pressed deep into her when I felt the bam. Her eubstance reacted, pushing her to yet another mini-orgasm.

As my intellect came back from that special place, I stepped back. My wet, ugly rooster fell from her tight confines. I was spent. arcsecond later a glob of my cum spilled out of her onto the top of my desk.

I stood there, with my blue jean still around my ankles, as she pushed herself off my desk. She held onto the edge as her legs were wobbly. She slowly buttoned her blouse and adjusted her skirt. She stepped close and kissed my cheek.

As she walked toward the door, she stopped."When you get home, I will consume you a bathing tub. The weekend is just getting started. Oh, and how about grabbing the thumb crusade attached to the security measure television camera. I would jazz to learn what just happened."

By the time I pulled my jeans back up, she was gone. I fastened my smash and picked up my bag. On the way out, I stopped by the security department room and swapped thumb drives. I slipped the old one into my sack and opened the door and stepped onto the sidewalk.

As I got into my truck, I noticed a span of thongs hanging on my erect view mirror. I pulled them down and breathe in. God she smelt good.

I pulled onto the street headed home. Luckily the police were not patrolling my road home, because I was on a deputation. The thought of being inside my slight missy had fogged all logical system and abstract thought. I was on a mission .