I woke up to the scent of bacon. It had been a long time since anyone had cooked me breakfast. Breakfast was always my best-loved 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 almost teenager, wanted to slumber as long as she could before school, so she would settle for a granola bar or something quick.

I sat up. The memory of the day before was still freshly on my mind. I had licked my daughter until she had come, after she had given me a nice reverse job earlier in the day. The computer storage made my normal morning Grant Wood harder than usual.

My feet touched the floor and I made myself to the can to lavish and brush my dentition. Once dressed I headed to the kitchen where I could pick up Kimberly moving around and preparing for breakfast.

I was sad to see that she was fully dressed. I had liked the deal of her firm breasts swaying the day before. This was the first metre I had seen her dressed since I had found her in the skimpy outfit. Even clothed she was the most beautiful cleaning lady I had ever seen.

She was wearing a knee length dame and a whitened button up blouse with a sweater vest over it. As common her moderately little invertebrate foot were in flip floating-point operation that matched the colouring material of her perfectly painted toes. Her whisker was pulled back into a ponytail. She was a beauty, even if she was my daughter.

It was Friday, so I was dressed casually. I had on my dearie jeans with a three push button golf game shirt with my caller's logo on the chest. I slipped into the kitchen and poured a cup of burnt umber before Kimberly realized I was there. I had not thought about how we would react around each early, and was hesitating to say or do anything.

She turned to get something out of the closet and saw me. She sat the spatula she had in her hand onto the counterpunch and walked toward me. Her branch opened and went around my neck. I instinctively wrapped my blazon around her waistline as she stepped close-fitting. Our lips met for a longer than usual peck. 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 denture and sat it in my topographic point. Just like the previous Nox, she waited until I had tasted everything on my plate, before she began preparing her photographic plate.

"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 tabular array."Because you are the man of the house, the king of the rook. It is my seat to form sure that you are happy and quenched in every way. That is what a king deserves, is n't it ?"

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

"You became more than than my father the second I put your peter in my mouthpiece,"she smiled and took a bite of her bacon.

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

When we were done eating, she placed the dishes in the dishwasher. She grabbed her backpack and kissed me on the rim."I have to go, I do n't want to be belated. See you tonight, lover."

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

The day went good. Every free hour I had, I would captivate myself thinking about Kimberly. My heart was broken a little when I received a text from her after lunch. She wanted to go to the mall with her in force friend, and wanted to know if she could. Of grade I told her she could go.

I had planned on the nighttime just being me and her, but I had to remember that she was still a teenager and still wanted to hang out with her friends. With her not going to be at habitation until late, I decided to ride out at the office and get to up for the time I had taken off the day before.

I was about to finish up around eight. I got up to begin packing my laptop and files into my bag. It had been a long day, and I was gear up to get home plate and have a beer or 12. I figured Kimberly would be out late, if she came dwelling at all. She was XVIII and it was not unusual for her to stay at her friend's house on Friday.

I grabbed my bag and was about to impart when I noticed someone standing at my door. The whole office was iniquity except for my computer lamp. Once my eyes adjusted to the duskiness, I recognized the person as Kimberly.

"I was just about to manoeuvre home, 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 enough of the light for me to see her clearly. She was still wearing the chick and blouse from this morning, but she had lost the vest. She had the top three push of the blouse opened, and I could see the swell of her ample titty. I could also see that she had removed her bra, as her white meat swayed as she neared me.

When she had moved within four of five foot from me, her fingerbreadth began unfastening the remaining buttons. When she made it to me, the blouse was open and her tanned titty were visible. She stopped as our organic structure touched.

I was nervous, but stood there. What we had done, we had done in the privacy of our home. This was a place of business, and even though the office was closed, there were telecasting cameras all over the post.

Her hands went straight to my belted ammunition and within seconds she had my jeans opened and her hand inside them. She stepped tight and nibbled on my ear.

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

She wasted no sentence pushing my jeans and boxers to my knees. She lifted my hardening cock and slipped it between her lips. Her teeth raked across my pulp and I jerked. I have to talk to her about using her teeth, I thought.

Her hands cupped my balls as she moved her mouth back and Forth on my hammer. I placed my hands on her head and stood there, resisting the itch to shove it down her throat. I began to hurl gently in move with her front. 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 stool her ambition come unfeigned. Although I had wanted the number one time to be special, at that here and now I wanted her anyway I could get her. I reached and pulled her to her invertebrate foot.

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

I took my cock and pressed it against her labia. She was so wet. Her pussy was covered in her feminine secretions. I pushed the head into her. She raised up on her arms and pushed back against me.

She turned her head toward me,"select me Daddy, but be pacify. 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 down abdomen touched her meaty ass.

"I feel so full dada,"she gasped as she rotated her hips against me.

I grabbed her waistline and pulled out, then pushed the broad six inch back into her. She moaned lightly. Slowly we set a wearisome and unfluctuating cycle. Each fourth dimension I pushed into her, her juices gushed. She rose back to her munition and met my thrusts.

Her snatch gripped my cock tightly. For a moment I forgot that she was my girl. I loved being inside her. She was the first womanhood I had been inside since I was last inside her mother. I knew I was not going to last-place, and I wanted to see her nerve.

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

She moaned as she sat on my fat cock. When her ass rested on my thigh, she wrapped her arms around my neck and began using her legs to lift and lower her pussy on me. I pushed her blouse open and sucked on her tender nipples.

She pulled my head into her chest as her apparent motion quickened."Do n't stop papa, I love that. Suck my titties while you take me Daddy, I am about to cum !"

I sucked, licked and bit on her nipple and breast as she rode me like an expert. Her pussy muscles gripped me tighter as her body trembled. She closed her branch sloshed around me as her head tilted back. She exhaled a retentive groan as her orgasm hit.

She stopped and sat still on my lap as her consistence released. She held my principal into her chest of drawers so tight that I could not move. Finally she relaxed. I lifted my headway and looked at her. She had the biggest smile on her grimace. She lowered and we kissed.

The kiss was not a typical father-daughter kiss. It was entire of Passion with her tongue in my mouth. 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 orgasm had produced enough natural lube that I could easily slide in and out.

Our snog broke as I pushed deep into her."Oh pa, you feel so good inside me. Keep doing that, Daddy, fuck me !"

Any other clip I would have scolded her for using such foul language, but under the destiny, I obliged her petition. I moved my coxa faster and harder. Our academic session had moved from passionate love making to hard kernel, well, fucking.

She laid back and I placed my hands on her hips and used them as leverage. The legs of my desks moved a half inch 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 Daddy, I am going to cum again. Cum with me pop, Cum inside meee !"

Her orgasm hit. Her body stiffened as her fairly lilliputian pussy spasmed around me cock. The trembling of her orgasm was too much. With little warning, my chunk began erupting out of my cock, spraying my little fille's insides with my potent sperm. I pressed deep into her when I felt the irruption. Her body reacted, pushing her to yet another mini-orgasm.

As my mind came back from that special shoes, I stepped back. My wet, slimy cock fell from her nasty confines. I was spent. Seconds later a glob of my cum spilled out of her onto the top of my desk.

I stood there, with my jeans 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 chick. She stepped closer and kissed my boldness.

As she walked toward the threshold, she stopped."When you get home, I will feature you a bath. The weekend is just getting started. Oh, and how about grabbing the thumb drive attached to the security camera. I would love to watch over what just happened."

By the clock time I pulled my jeans back up, she was gone. I fastened my belt and picked up my bag. On the way out, I stopped by the security 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 motortruck, I noticed a pair of thong hanging on my bum view mirror. I pulled them down and inhaled. God she smelt good.

I pulled onto the street headed home. Luckily the constabulary were not patrolling my route family, because I was on a mission. The persuasion of being inside my footling fille had fogged all system of logic and reasoning. I was on a mission .