It 's a Wednesday night and Steve is about to get at his work 's office party. His party boss, haystack, encouraged everyone to work their families and since Steve is recently divorced, he only had his girl Rachel to bring. Once again he 's going to have to persist guy cable looking at his hot teenage daughter. And once again he 's going to have to deal with his hot daughter looking sexy and toying with every guy she sees. Steve is used to this by now. Ever since she hit puberty she 's been trouble and Steve lost his balls a prospicient time ago. There 's not much he can do. Guys his own age, in their 40s, have hit on her right in forepart of him - and she 's flirted right back. It 's no wonder Steve is totally ashamed and a broken man - his daughter is the sexiest miss around and she knows it. He knows she gets around.

Steve enters the large elbow room where the party is being held, his coworkers with their families, his boss, and now he and his girl. He can already feel the centre on his daughter. His buster coworkers, heterosexual males in their 30s and 40s who rarely get to see new missy like Steve 's daughter Rachel. It 's no wonder their wives get insecure.

Rachel is a very sexy fille. Standing at around 5'4 '' with foresighted, dilute stage, smooth pelt with a slight tan, deep brown eyes, sultry facial lineament, flat stomach, tight picayune stern, perky 32C binge, and long, iniquity brunette hair with easy highlights. Combined with an aura of 'sex'and her flirtatious, submissive personality, she 's definitely a girl who is very self-aware of what she does to blackguard. She 's a girl destined to suit a stripper or pornstar. She walks into the political party, dressed in tight, low-rising, lightly toned jean with a hot garden pink thong just barely showing above her white, shiny studded swath ; and cute, furry Edward D. White boots covering her fundament and shin. Her top is a cockeyed, thin, cushy and Patrick Victor Martindale White zip-up, long-sleeve crop top jumper with a furry hood and midsection exhibit. Her stomach exposed, you can see her shiny naval piercing and low-spirited back hobo legal tender tattoo showing just above her G-string. Around her neck opening hangs a shiny, silver 'Playboy'pendent and a pinko and silver, coruscant necklace that reads 'Barbie'in a very girly typeface. They run down her chest, just above her perky cleavage. Her face is dolled up and pretty, with lustrous pink lips, raccoon-like eye shadower complimenting her dark, sexy eyes and plucked eyebrows. Her soft, shiny brunette hair with highlights runs down her chest and her nates, teased up a bit in the top to give her hair a 'bigger'look. She 's a bad looking girl.

Rachel walks retiring some of the guy, knowing they 're catching whatever looks they can get at her, watching her tight, bubbly ass walking by. Some are lucky enough to becharm a whiff of her light, rose-scented perfume. She shoots a few glance 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 want to fuck her.

'' Steve, I did n't see you come in. '' Steve turns around to be greeted by his boss kink, a magnanimous man than Steve and in his deep 40s. An arrogant son of a gripe, too.

'' hello, wrick. '' Steve shakes his helping hand briefly. `` Yeah, I just got here. ``

'' Good, well bask yourself. '' kink pats him on the shoulder joint. `` Say, uh, you bring Rachel this metre ? '' 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 arrest up later, we still have to babble about your carrying into action on the live on quarterly. '' Rick says, leaving abruptly. Steve gulps nervously, knowing he 's in risk of being fired.

hayrick walks up to Rachel, a confident smile on his face, `` Hey sweetie, how are ya ? remember me ? ``

'' Yeah, of row ! '' She says excitedly in her cheery, bubbly eminent pitched voice. `` You 're my dad 's boss. '' 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 safe in school ? ``

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

'' Haha, do n't worry, I wo n't order your dad. Besides, a girl like you does n't ask schooltime. '' He casually steps a little closer, giving her a lustful 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 organic structure, `` A little girl like you can get whatever she wants. ``

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

'' Sometimes ? '' He enthuses, kidding around. `` My, my, I 'd hate to be your dad, having a girl who turns heads 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 surefooted and dominant older men like him.

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

'' sure enough. '' She smiles as wrick takes her hand and leads her over to the bar. They sit down future to each early. `` Just do n't tell my dad. ``

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

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

'' Ha, ai n't that the truth. I wish he was a little more confident and belligerent in his study. '' Rick retort, 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 ? '' Rick takes another drink. `` fountainhead, that 's office of it. '' He sighs. `` facial expression, your dad is a Nice guy. A 'nice'guy, you know what I mean ? Too overnice, too quiet, too passive. 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 guy wire go demented, huh ? And all these grown men eying you up and down, myself included. '' He chuckles. `` That would n't materialise if your dad commanded respect. '' kink crapulence again, smirking over at Steve from across the 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 ridicule look at me all the time 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 front of him while we were at the center. My dad tried to tell him to intercept 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 pitiful. '' rick chuckles. `` I 'd kill a guy if he did that to my girl. '' 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 buttocks that day. '' She smirks flirtatiously.

'' So, Guy like me ? '' rick playfully asks.

Rachel giggles again, leaning into him and putting her bridge player on his bureau. `` 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 profoundly tone, looking her up and down and then into her oculus. She looks down, blushing a minuscule. Steve watches from afar, trying to wonder what his gaffer and his daughter are talking about.

'' So, I really hope you do n't sack my dad. He buys me a lot of things and if he 's dismiss 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 proper hand with his left handwriting on the bar. `` Why do n't we sneak away to my office and verbalise More about it and maybe you can convince me not to raise your father. '' He asks confidently.

She looks up at him, biting her lip a little. `` Okay. '' She smiles. Rachel 's been very cognizant of how much her male parent 's gaffer wants to have intercourse her for a while now and now she might give him what he wants.

Rick finishes his drink and gets up, leading her to his office. 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 hand on her humble backrest guiding her.

rick immediately puts his hands on her articulatio coxae, pushing her towards his desk, smirking down at her arrogantly. Rachel pretends to baulk a little, but she actually loves being manhandled like this. `` So, what can you do to convince me to not fire 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.

'' good girl. '' He says while putting his arms around her, rubbing up and down her back and enjoying the tactile sensation of her smooth, soft skin on his fingertips. He breathes heavier, really getting into groping her and enjoying her dead body. He grips her ass, pulling her into him as she moans softly. He holds her tightly, his unexpended hand on her broken back, his right on the spine 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 loin 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 cover of her nous, stroking her hair.

He leans down to kiss her, pushing her header into his as he grips her hair. They lock mouth, kissing passionately. A man in his deep XL kissing a teenager girlfriend. They make out briefly, his hands groping her all over as her right hired man goes down to twit the bulge in his pants, rubbing it.

They switch positions, he now leans against the desk and she faces her rear to him, grinding her ass against his bulge. He rubs her busty titmouse from behind, his proper helping hand going further up to lightly choke her from bum. He kisses her read/write head, breathing in and loving it. `` You like that asshole, huh ? '' He groans between his tooth, shaking her head a little by her throat.

'' Mhm. '' She nods a little. He turns her around and holds her against his chest of drawers, stroking her hair. `` You 're just the variety of man I like. '' She purrs up at him submissively, smiling. `` I wish you were my pop instead ... ''

'' Mmm, oh yeah ? '' He grins, his hand going back down to her tight ass and holding her against his privates. `` I knew you needed a strong pop. '' He chuckles a bit. `` Why do n't you get on your knee like a practiced lady friend and prove to your new daddy why he should n't fire your Father. '' He kisses her gently on the forehead.

She drops to her knees and instantly begins to rub the bulge in his gasp with her soft slight hands and kissing it with her pink sass, running her mouth over the protuberance as she gazes up at him submissively. He can only stare back down in amazement, his right hand holding her head against the swelling in his denim and stroking her mild hairsbreadth. He unzips his gasp as she rubs her tits, taking his cock and balls out of the zipper. His turncock dangling in her face, she smiles up at him while stroking it softly and slowly. Her pretty heart shut halfway as she slowly begins to osculate the tip of his tool. He gasps, his head hanging back in pleasure. The effigy of her soft, bright pink mouth on his prick too often. She goes down on him, slowly taking his putz into her mouth as she holds onto the Qaeda of his cock with her left-hand hand. She stares up at him as he breathes intemperately, his rooster between her pinko rim, his cock filling her sassing. `` Oh shag. '' He mumbles under his breather as he feels his rooster on her tongue. She applies more suction, going in and out on his cock. Making little slurping noises and sonant moan as she enjoys the gustation of his throbbing cock. `` You 're so roll in the hay sexy. '' He groans down to her as his right hand strokes her hair's-breadth, guiding her head up and down on his cock. Her mouth salivates over his dick as she moans softly, giving little looks up at him. Her right hand begins to cup his clump, rubbing them gently as she goes back and Forth River on his cock. She works the head, running her sass all over it, kissing it, making love to it, swirling her tongue around his throbbing principal as she rubs his testis. She takes it out, breathing ever so slightly over his prick as she gazes at it, still rubbing his bollock. She licks and kisses up and down the sides as she bats her eyes up at him. He ca n't consider all of this is actually happening. He grins down at her with his paw on his hips and she loves it. She loves being on her knees in front of him. She dribbles a minuscule bit of spit from her mouth onto his cock and jerks it all over it. She begins to deepthroat his prick, her hands pulling her into his cock by holding onto the pockets of his knickers. He groans dominantly, eyes rolling back into his head 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 spittle mixed with his pre-cum dripping from her mouth and onto her cleavage. She kneels perfectly, her back arched slightly, her busty bureau sticking out. She goes all the way in on his peter, taking it all over and over. His knees buckle a trivial as his wet, throbbing putz playground slide in and out of her mouthpiece and down her throat as she gives him the keen cock sucking of his life history. `` Such a secure cocksucker, baby. '' He groans down at her boldly. She just looks up at him with his cock in her mouth, her dark-brown eye gazing up at him. She goes all the way down once More, her horn in pressed against his pants, sticking her little tongue out just enough to pasture his balls. `` nooky, she 's licking my globe with my cock in her mouth and I 'm still not feeling tooth. '' He wonders in amazement in his own head. She comes up for air, panting a piddling before down to buss, punch and suck his nut. His wet throbbing cock dangles over her jolly face as she faces up to him, sucking and licking each of his balls. Kissing them over and over with her lenient pink lips. `` Fuck, you 're good. '' He growls as he focuses on not blowing his load. She comes back up to face his throbbing shaft and begins to deepthroat some more, her mitt on his thighs. Her back talk waters on his cock, eagerly slurping. He bends his human knee a little and seize her moderately mind, feeling her soft hair's-breadth on his digit. He pumps her rima oris, fucking her face in and out. Thrusting in and out of her mouthpiece and down her throat, faster and faster as he groans and enjoys the sound of his cock forcing its way into her mouth. `` Ah fuck ! '' He groans loudly, almost cumming. He holds her down all the way, patting her head, then lets go as she gasps for air. `` Your father 's got one Hell of a cock sucker for a daughter. '' He chuckles dominantly above her as she pants.

He takes a deeply breath, recovering from just getting blown by his employee 's teenage daughter in his office with him just down the Charles Martin Hall. He walks behind the desk, sitting down on his chair. `` seed here, sweetie. front 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 battlefront of him, under his desk. She kisses the inside of his thighs, kissing further and further up to his egg and then up to the tip of his tool. She begins to bob up and down his throbbing cock, moaning softly as she does so. Her saliva and his pre-cum lantern slide down his hammer as she goes faster, slurping up and down with her helping hand on his second joint. She stops, then running her brim up and down the position, kissing it all over as she looks up at him. `` Fuck ... '' He groans, running his hand through her soft hair. `` Get down there. '' He demands as he sits further back into the chair, lifting his hip further up. He grips her haircloth, guiding her down to below his globe. He spreads his legs as she begins to kiss below his balls. Soft, passionate kisses with her pink rim, with little poke with her picayune spit. She moans softly, this is n't the first time she 's done this. She goes down further, kissing over his ass maw a few times. `` Fuck yeah, you dirty slut. '' He groans and breathes harder, feeling her soft lips on his ass and taint, her soft fuzz tickling him. She goes up to suck his nut, sucking on them tightly, each one, as she jacks his throbbing cock. She takes his peter back in her mouth and begins to quickly bob her head. Faster and faster, her hair saltation around as she uses her mouth to get him off. She takes it all, going down so that her nose presses against the pubic bone above his shaft. He holds her down with both handwriting, gripping her hair, moving her oral sex around on his tool before letting her go. She gasps, coughing a petty 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 well-disposed. He sees haystack 's office door closed and can faintly try RIck 's voice as he presses his ear against it.

Suddenly wrick hears his threshold first to afford. He sits up quickly, moving his death chair into the desk. Rachel is pushed back harshly. `` Shh ! '' He whispers aggressively while his depart hired man reaches down to seize her haircloth knockout. Trying to act tranquillise and coolheaded by looking over some report on his desk, he looks up at who it is. He sees Steve enter and the epinephrin shoots through his mineral vein. `` 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 heart thumping out of his dresser, his cock still throbbing. He can palpate Rachel 's backtalk back on his putz as rick sits up in the chair, gripping the back of her neck opening with his left helping hand, his right hand on the top of the desk.

'' fountainhead, I saw her run off with you, so I thought you might have intercourse. '' Steve says in a suspect tonus, his brain racing with cerebration of what 's going on.

'' Oh, yeah, uh ... '' Rick coughs. `` I was showing her where the toilet was. '' He looks up at Steve, his cock in his girl 's rima oris. Just as Steve is about to say something else, kink grips Rachel 's pilus harder, forcing her to bob her header up and down faster.

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

'' Just looking over something for tomorrow. '' Rick answer, his voice nearly trembling. He can only suppose how flustered he must count as he tries not to breathe so hard. He can feel the cum edifice in his globe as Rachel bobs her headspring up and down. Suddenly a flash thud noise 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 feet away. She feels the con game on her promontory, trying not to make any noise. Steve looks at Rick confused, his judgment getting even more untrusting. `` darn these desks, too minuscule for me. Always banging my knees. '' Rick says off the top of his drumhead, trying to act it off while he squeezes the back of Rachel 's cervix harder.

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

'' Sure, no thing Steve. '' kink nods, smiling while continuing to palpate his throbbing cock in his daughter 's little rima oris. `` Listen, Steve, about the quarterly ... '' Rick begins as Steve 's about to leave. `` Do n't worry about it, it happens. Let 's just movement on. '' He smirks at Steve.

'' Thanks, hayrick. '' Steve says, a trivial astound. They nod to each other and Steve leaves.

'' screw. '' Rick exasperates, his eye rolling back as he relaxes into the chairman. He moves back the professorship and Rachel motion 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 hussy up at him. `` We almost got caught heheh. '' She giggles softly.

'' If only your weak ass dad knew what that sound was haha. '' Rick 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 forefront. He begins to grip her pilus 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 tool. Her sassing even more thirsty for him, even more sprain on by what just happened. She works his stopcock while moaning softly up at him. Shortly after, he ca n't take much to a greater extent. `` Oh screwing. '' He groans. He grips her hair as he 's about to erupt. He holds her down on his throbbing turncock. `` Ah fuck ! '' He groans trashy, starting to fritter his load up into her young sassing and down her pharynx. He pumps her mouth with a hot load, slowly pumping up and down. He pants as his thinker and physical structure go numb. He lets go of her pilus and she continues to suck up and down slowly. She feels his huge shipment shoot down her pharynx. She licks his dick clean and jerk, kissing it all over as he stares down at her grinning.

'' Oh babe, that was so upright. '' His voice shakes a little as he stands up and buckles up his pants. He takes her hand and helps her up.

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

Rick wraps his munition around her, kissing her on the forehead. `` Good young woman ... '' He says softly, smirking down at her. `` Here 's my business scorecard, put the identification number into your earphone. I want you again. '' He says boldly as he hands her the card.

'' okey. '' She nods and smiles.

'' Now let 's go back out there and profess like you did n't just have my prick 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 intimation, he opens the door and then cautiously looks up and down the hall to see if it 's clear. `` Do me a favour and chip in your dad a kiss on the cheek. Would be intimate to see that after knowing you just had my peter between those reasonably pink 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 forget the suspicions he had. He notices her hair a minuscule fray and her makeup a lilliputian off. `` It was probably naught, it 's all in my mind. '' He thinks to himself.

'' It 's okay, pappa. '' She says, leaning up to peck him on the cheek. It catches Steve by surprise as she has n't done that in a very tenacious time.

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