It 's a Wed Nox and Steve is about to arrive at his work 's office party. His boss, hayrick, encouraged everyone to bring their families and since Steve is recently divorced, he only had his daughter Rachel to bring. Once again he 's going to have to digest guys looking at his hot teenage daughter. And once again he 's going to sustain 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 puberty she 's been bother and Steve lost his orb a tenacious time ago. There 's not much he can do. Guys his own age, in their 40s, have hit on her right in movement of him - and she 's flirted right back. It 's no wonder Steve is totally ashamed and a break away man - his girl is the sexiest 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 Bos, and now he and his daughter. He can already feel the centre on his daughter. His beau coworkers, heterosexual male in their 30s and 40s who rarely get to see young girls like Steve 's daughter Rachel. It 's no question their wives get insecure.

Rachel is a very sexy girl. Standing at around 5'4 '' with long, sparse legs, smooth skin with a slight tan, deep brown middle, sultry facial feature, flatbed abdomen, tight short butt, perky 32C bust, and long, wickedness brunet tomentum with loose highlights. Combined with an aura of 'sex'and her flirtatious, submissive personality, she 's definitely a daughter who is very self-aware of what she does to rib. She 's a girl destined to become a sprigger or pornstar. She walks into the party, dressed in tight, low-rising, lightly toned jeans with a hot pinko thong just barely showing above her lily-white, shiny studded rap ; and cute, furry white-hot boots covering her metrical unit and tibia. Her top is a soaked, slight, flaccid and Stanford White zip-up, long-sleeve crop top jumper with a furry hood and midriff exhibit. Her stomach exposed, you can see her shiny naval piercing and lower back tramp stamp tattoo showing just above her thong. Around her neck opening hangs a shiny, silver 'Playboy'chandelier and a garden pink and silver, sparkly necklace that reads 'Barbie'in a very girly fount. They run down her chest, just above her perky cleavage. Her face is dolled up and pretty, with shiny garden pink lips, raccoon-like eye shadow complimenting her dark, sexy eyes and plucked eyebrows. Her flabby, shiny brunette hair with highlights runs down her dresser and her backside, teased up a bit in the top to give her haircloth a 'bigger'look. She 's a bad looking girl.

Rachel walks past some of the guys, knowing they 're catching whatever looks they can get at her, watching her tight, bubbly ass paseo by. Some are lucky enough to catch a whiff of her light, 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 direct guy in here must want to fuck her.

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

'' Hello, kink. '' Steve shakes his handwriting briefly. `` Yeah, I just got here. ``

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

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

'' Listen, we 'll catch up with up later, we still have to talk about your carrying into action on the last quarterly. '' Rick says, leaving abruptly. Steve gulps nervously, knowing he 's in risk of being fired.

rick walks up to Rachel, a confident smiling on his face, `` Hey sweetheart, how are ya ? call up me ? ``

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

'' Yeah, it 's been awhile. Nice to see you, sister. '' He smiles down at her and then takes another swig of his crapulence. She smiles back. `` So, you doing secure in schooling ? ``

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

'' Haha, do n't concern, I wo n't say your dad. Besides, a miss like you does n't involve shoal. '' He casually steps a little 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 girl like you can get whatever she wants. ``

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

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

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

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

'' certain. '' She smiles as Rick takes her mitt and leads her over to the bar. They sit down future to each other. `` Just do n't tell my dad. ``

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

'' Oh, you know how he is. He would n't furrow 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. '' hayrick rejoinder, looking over at Steve and noticing that he 's looking back at them so he nods while raising his drunkenness and Steve nods back awkwardly.

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

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

'' It 's okay, I know. '' She interjects. `` I know rib look at me all the fourth dimension and he 's never really done anything. '' She drinks some More wine. `` One time a few years ago some guy around his age flirted with me right-hand in forepart of him while we were at the shopping center. My dad tried to separate 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 pitiable. '' Rick chuckle. `` I 'd kill a guy if he did that to my daughter. '' Rick swallow 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 nates that day. '' She smirks flirtatiously.

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

Rachel giggles again, leaning into him and putting her hand on his breast. `` 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 twelvemonth younger ... '' He says in a inscrutable tone, looking her up and down and then into her eyes. She looks down, blushing a little. Steve watches from afar, trying to wonder what his chief 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 burn down then he ca n't anymore ... '' She pouts up at him submissively.

'' Hmm, well I ca n't guarantee that, sweetie ... '' He replies as he starts to caress her flop hand with his result hand on the bar. `` Why do n't we sneak away to my place and utter more about it and maybe you can win over me not to fire your Father. '' He asks confidently.

She looks up at him, biting her lip a picayune. `` Okay. '' She smiles. Rachel 's been very cognisant of how much her father 's political boss wants to bang her for a while now and now she might give him what he wants.

wrick finishes his drink and gets up, leading her to his bureau. Steve watches them leave 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 hired man on her down in the mouth back guiding her.

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

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

'' sound girl. '' He says while putting his arms around her, rubbing up and down her dorsum and enjoying the feeling of her smooth, soft peel 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 exit hand on her let down back, his right on the binding of her neck. He shakes her a little 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 dresser as she enjoys him roughly manhandling her. She feels him grip the back of her headspring, stroking her hair.

He leans down to kiss her, pushing her head into his as he grips her pilus. They lock lips, kissing passionately. A man in his belated 40 kissing a teenage little girl. They make out briefly, his hands groping her all over as her right paw goes down to beleaguer the hump in his pants, rubbing it.

They switch military position, he now leans against the desk and she faces her back to him, grinding her ass against his excrescence. He rubs her bosomy tits from behind, his flop hired hand going further up to lightly throttle her from arse. He kisses her head, breathing in and loving it. `` You like that shit, huh ? '' He groans between his teeth, shaking her head a little by her throat.

'' Mhm. '' She nods a short. 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 dada instead ... ''

'' Mmm, oh yeah ? '' He grins, his hands going back down to her tight ass and holding her against his genital organ. `` I knew you needed a unattackable daddy. '' He chuckles a bit. `` Why do n't you get on your knees like a sound girl and prove to your new pop why he should n't fire your founder. '' He kisses her gently on the forehead.

She drops to her knees and instantly begins to rub the protuberance in his drawers with her soft footling work force 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 redress hand holding her fountainhead against the jut in his jean and stroking her soft hair. He unzips his pants as she rubs her teat, taking his hammer and balls out of the zip. His cock hanging in her look, she smiles up at him while stroking it softly and slowly. Her pretty middle shut halfway as she slowly begins to kiss the tip of his tool. He gasps, his head hanging back in pleasure. The image of her balmy, brilliantly pink sassing on his cock too a lot. She goes down on him, slowly taking his cock into her oral fissure as she holds onto the basis of his cock with her left deal. She stares up at him as he breathes harder, his pecker between her pink lips, his turncock filling her mouth. `` Oh fuck. '' He mumbles under his breather as he feels his cock on her knife. She applies more suction, going in and out on his cock. Making short slurping noises and sonant groan as she enjoys the gustatory modality of his throbbing cock. `` You 're so fucking sexy. '' He groans down to her as his right mitt strokes her hair, guiding her head up and down on his cock. Her mouth salivates over his putz as she moans softly, giving little looks up at him. Her decent manus begins to cup his balls, rubbing them gently as she goes back and forth on his stopcock. She works the chief, running her lips all over it, kissing it, making passion to it, swirling her tongue around his throbbing foreland as she rubs his orchis. She takes it out, breathing ever so slightly over his cock as she gazes at it, still rubbing his chunk. She licks and kisses up and down the face as she bats her optic up at him. He ca n't trust all of this is actually happening. He grins down at her with his work force 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 back talk onto his cock and jerks it all over it. She begins to deepthroat his cock, her hand pulling her into his stopcock by holding onto the pouch of his pants. He groans dominantly, eyes rolling back into his psyche 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 saliva mixed with his pre-cum drippage from her mouth and onto her segmentation. She kneels perfectly, her back arched slightly, her busty chest sticking out. She goes all the way in on his cock, taking it all over and over. His stifle buckle a little as his wet, throbbing cock lantern slide in and out of her oral cavity and down her pharynx as she gives him the greatest blowjob of his liveliness. `` Such a good dickhead, infant. '' He groans down at her boldly. She just looks up at him with his putz in her mouth, her John Brown eyes gazing up at him. She goes all the way down once more than, her horn in pressed against his pants, sticking her lilliputian tongue out just enough to rake his egg. `` nookie, she 's licking my musket ball with my cock in her mouth and I 'm still not feeling teeth. '' He wonders in astonishment in his own head. She comes up for air, panting a little before down to kiss, lick and suck his balls. His wet throbbing hammer dangles over her pretty font as she faces up to him, sucking and licking each of his balls. Kissing them over and over with her balmy garden pink lips. `` Fuck, you 're thoroughly. '' He growls as he focuses on not blowing his load. She comes back up to face his throbbing rooster and begins to deepthroat some more, her script on his second joint. Her mouth piss on his putz, eagerly slurping. He bends his knees a little and grabs her pretty head, feeling her flaccid hair on his fingers. He pumps her sassing, fucking her nerve in and out. Thrusting in and out of her mouth and down her throat, faster and faster as he groans and enjoys the strait of his cock forcing its way into her oral fissure. `` Ah fuck ! '' He groans loudly, almost cumming. He holds her down all the way, patting her question, then lets go as she gasps for air. `` Your founding father 's got one hell of a stopcock sucker for a daughter. '' He chuckles dominantly above her as she pants.

He takes a deep breathing place, recovering from just getting blown by his employee 's teenage daughter in his federal agency with him just down the mansion house. He walks behind the desk, sitting down on his chairwoman. `` seminal fluid here, steady. Crawl 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 figurehead of him, under his desk. She kisses the inside of his thigh, kissing further and further up to his testis and then up to the tip of his stopcock. She begins to bob up and down his throbbing rooster, 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 hired man on his second joint. She stops, then running her lips up and down the side of meat, kissing it all over as she looks up at him. `` Fuck ... '' He groans, running his helping hand through her flabby hairsbreadth. `` Get down there. '' He demands as he sits further back into the chair, lifting his articulatio coxae further up. He grips her hair, guiding her down feather to below his testis. He spreads his leg as she begins to kiss below his balls. Soft, passionate buss with her pinko backtalk, with little lap with her little glossa. She moans softly, this is n't the first time she 's done this. She goes down further, kissing over his ass gob a few fourth dimension. `` Fuck yeah, you dirty slut. '' He groans and breathes harder, feeling her flaccid back talk on his ass and contamination, her soft hair tickling him. She goes up to give suck his balls, sucking on them tightly, each one, as she jacks his throbbing tool. She takes his putz back in her mouth and begins to quickly bob her foreland. Faster and faster, her whisker bounces around as she uses her mouth to get him off. She takes it all, going down so that her nose press against the pubes above his turncock. He holds her down with both manpower, gripping her fuzz, moving her caput around on his shaft 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 Marguerite Radclyffe Hall, looking for her and wondering if she went with hayrick somewhere. He did n't like the look of them talking, they seemed very favorable. He sees wrick 's power room access closed and can faintly hear RIck 's voice as he presses his ear against it.

Suddenly RIck hears his room access showtime to open. He sits up quickly, moving his chair into the desk. Rachel is pushed back harshly. `` Shh ! '' He whispers aggressively while his go out handwriting reaches down to take hold of her tomentum hard. Trying to act unagitated 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 vena. `` 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 ... '' hayrick replies, his heart thumping out of his chest, his cock still throbbing. He can feel Rachel 's mouth back on his cock as crick sits up in the death chair, gripping the backrest of her neck with his left hand, his the right way helping 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 wary note, his head racing with intellection of what 's going on.

'' Oh, yeah, uh ... '' crick coughing. `` I was showing her where the lavatory was. '' He looks up at Steve, his stopcock in his girl 's mouth. Just as Steve is about to say something else, RIck grips Rachel 's hair harder, forcing her to bob her head up and down faster.

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

'' Just looking over something for tomorrow. '' Rick replies, his voice nearly trembling. He can only imagine how flustered he must look as he tries not to breathe so hard. He can palpate the cum building in his balls as Rachel bobs her head word up and down. Suddenly a loud thud stochasticity comes from Rick 's desk. Rachel banged the back of her head under his desk while going up and down on his throbbing putz, with her dad standing ten animal foot away. She feels the sting on her head, trying not to make any stochasticity. Steve looks at rick confused, his judgment getting even more mistrustful. `` tinker's dam these desks, too small for me. Always banging my genu. '' kink says off the top of his head, trying to play it off while he squeezes the rear of Rachel 's neck harder.

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

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

'' Thanks, Rick. '' Steve says, a minuscule astonish. They nod to each early and Steve leaves.

'' ass. '' Rick exasperates, his oculus rolling back as he relaxes into the chair. He moves back the chair and Rachel moves 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 loose woman up at him. `` We almost got take in heheh. '' She giggles softly.

'' If only your weak ass dad knew what that audio was haha. '' crick chortle, 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 grip her pilus and then sits back into the professorship, pulling her head onto his prick. `` donjon going. ``

Rachel goes back down on him, eagerly slobbering all over his hammer. Her mouth even more athirst for him, even more turned on by what just happened. She works his hammer while moaning softly up at him. Shortly after, he ca n't subscribe much more. `` Oh nookie. '' He groans. He grips her hair as he 's about to come out. He holds her down on his throbbing cock. `` Ah fuck ! '' He groans louder, starting to burgeon forth his load up into her young mouth and down her throat. He pumps her sass with a hot load, 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 Brobdingnagian lading shoot down her pharynx. 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 niggling as he stands up and buckles up his pants. He takes her hand and helps her up.

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

Rick wraps his arms around her, kissing her on the forehead. `` well little girl ... '' He says softly, smirking down at her. `` Here 's my line of work card, put the phone number into your earphone. 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 make like you did n't just accept my dick 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 door and then cautiously looks up and down the hall to see if it 's realize. `` Do me a party favour and commit your dad a osculation on the cheek. Would love to see that after knowing you just had my rooster between those reasonably pink lips. '' He grins down at her as she nods.

'' Hey, Steve ! I found your little 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 worried is all. '' Steve says, trying to blank out the distrust he had. He notices her tomentum a little frazzled and her constitution a little off. `` It was probably nothing, it 's all in my mind. '' He thinks to himself.

'' It 's okay, daddy. '' She says, leaning up to peck him on the impertinence. It catches Steve by surprisal 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 bye-bye. They smile at each other, and Rick gives her a little hug. Steve looks back as haystack smirks at him, nodding goodbye .