My gens is Jeff. I am a 40 twelvemonth old sire of three beautiful girl. Before you ask, I have never and never intend on having sexual relations with either of my daughter. I am Captain in my dwelling house towns blast Department, on my off daytime, I run a pretty successful landscaping business concern, so my family line and I live a pretty comfortable life. My married woman left us a duet class back. She was destined to succeed in the big business world and my girls and I stood in her way. Although she didn't completely abandon the lady friend, her clock time with them diminished each year. As a fireman, I worked 24 hour on shift and 48 hours off, therefore my girls have pretty much learned to take upkeep of themselves while I am on work shift. I am very majestic of the young lady they have become. My oldest daughter had graduated high school and immediately headed off to college leaving her sisters and I alone. My middle girl was 16 and the baby was 13. Shyanne my middle girl loved helping me with the landscaping business and now, being school was out, she was pretty very much taking care of the work herself, alone with a couple guys I had on pay roll.

Any way, on to the aim of this storey, I was a creature of drug abuse, every morning on my way to the firehouse, I would block up at this little dining compartment and have breakfast, and the next morning on the way home I would discontinue again. It was a quaint fiddling diner, nil fancy, and the staff was very friendly. On this particular break of day, I went in and sat at the bar, as I normally did, and took the computer menu from the napkin bearer. I really didn't need the menu, because I knew everything the diner served but it was a habit.

"Hi there, what can I do you for ?"A sweet voice with a Spanish accent mark said behind the fare.

I lowered the card ; the voice was unfamiliar to me. Standing smiling at me was a cute, young Latina missy, holding an social club pad. Her dark brownish middle were staring at me. She was standing behind the bar, so I could only pull in out her upper eubstance appearing, and I really liked what I could see. She had a beautiful smile, the top three buttons of her uniform were unbutton and her light brown cutis was in high spirits lighted by the light pinko uniform. Her bosom were total, I would guess a nice firm C cup, due to the cleavage she was displaying. Her black hair was pulled into a pony tail and her slim brows were raised waiting for my answer.

"Hi there, you are new."I said laying the menu down on the counter.

"Yes sir, I am Jen. My uncle owns this place is letting me workplace here during the summer. Would you like a cup of coffee ?"

"Yeah, that would be decent, Jen. I will also have a stack of griddlecake, 2 testis over easy and a side of meat of grits."

"Wow,"she said writing my order,"Healthy appetite you have there, mister."

"I am Jeff, no mister needed. I come in here a lot."

"Ok, I will get this in to the kitchen."

I watched Jen as she worked around the counter. She was very friendly and we talked while she worked and I waited for my intellectual nourishment. I learned that she was 17 and attended the same luxuriously school as my fille. Although she knew who my girl were, she didn't really know them. She walked from behind the counter to sate the SALT and pepper shakers. This was the first metre I got to see the lower constituent of her body, and it was definitely worth the short time lag.

The garden pink unvarying skirt came down just above her knee. Her legs were farsighted and toned. She walked with a graceful stride, almost making it like she was walking on air. Her full articulatio coxae swayed like rippling water. It was not a flirty sway, to her it seemed innate. As she leaned across the table, her impart leg lifted up, giving me a Nice view of her young thigh. I sipped my java as I admired her. She went to the kitchen and got my food and brought it to me. I ate, gave her a generous tip and went to work.

I kept my modus operandi up every day. While at the dining compartment, Jen and I would spill and over the next dyad months, we got pretty comfy around each other and would make flirtatious gossip. On my part, everything was innocent. Although I thought Jen was a beautiful untried peeress, I kept my comments PG rated and never got out of communication channel. Jen was between my two old girl in age, so normally, I seen her as youth and innocent and would do nothing to dampen the trust she had built for me.

In early August, my core was broken when I stopped by the dining compartment, and Jen was not there. I asked Donna, one of the other waitresses, where she was, and Donna informed me that Jen was signing up for course. I had forgotten that today was sign up day, so I finished my meal and headed home to get my girls. They were waiting on me in the drive way when I pulled up and we quickly headed toward the school.

We pulled into the school parking lot and went inside. The girls seen some of their ally and were off with them. I followed with some aloofness behind them. I knew I cramped their style and had learned to stay put back in the shadow. When they needed me, they would summons me, and I would aid them in what ever they needed. As I walked down the hall, I saw Jen a piddling ways in front of my daughter. I swallowed hard as I watched her glide down the foyer. She had on a pair of white shorts that would ingest been against the schools dress code if school had been in session. The pegleg of the drawers barely covered the fleshy one shot hillock of her ass. Her toned calf brawn tightened with each dance step she took. She wore a pinko tank top, one of the ones that have the built in bra. When she turned I could see the impression of her ample knocker pressing against the blind drunk material. I wasn't the only one to notice the young vixen. Every guy she passed turned to view her pass. My girls finished their activeness and we started walking toward the truck. As we approached my truck, I heard someone call my name. I turned, and it was Jen. She had seen me walking across the parking lot. She began to jog over to where I was. I wish that she hadn't. As she jogged, her breast bounced with each step and by the time she got to where I was, she had to readjust her top to properly track her assets.

"Hi girl, I missed you at the dining compartment this morning."I said, trying to bring my eyes up to her face.

"You did, did you ?"

"Yep, the service wasn't nearly what I have been use to."

"fountainhead I am certainly Mrs. Donna treated you right, I know she was glad that I wasn't there."

I stopped my flirting before I made a chump of myself in social movement of my young lady. I introduced Jen to my miss and they talked about the classes they had signed up for and exchanged chronicle of their electric potential instructor. After ten minutes or so, we said our in effect adieu and Jen walked to her car as we pulled out of the parking lot and headed dwelling. The driving home was pretty tranquil. My mind drifted back to Jen trotting across the parking lot. For the first gear clip, my thought process became sexual. I imagined her running topless and her boob bouncing free from the tank top. My daughter brought me back to earth.

"Dad, can we go ahead and go get our supplies ?"

"Sure."I replied.

We went to Wal-Mart and purchased all their supplies and some groceries and headed home. As the female child packed their supplies into their back camp, I prepared dinner party. When it was ready we sat at the mesa and ate. The conversation was about school and the friend they had seen while at school, and the single that they hadn't seen, then the conversation took a big act.

"You know Dad, that Jen fille has the hots for you."Shyanne said while cutting her steak.

"Don't be silly Shy, I am old enough to be her father."

"In her civilisation, there is nix wrong with a untried female child being with an older man. Actually, if she were in United Mexican States, she would probably be married with a duet of kids by now."

"Well, we are not in Mexico, and she is just a year older than you, and only a duet eld unseasoned than your sister. It would not be appropriate, even if I was interested."

"She is pretty, don't you think Daddy."My youngest added.

"Yes she is very pretty, but not as pretty as my girls, now eat your dinner so we can get cleaned up and you two can get to bed, 6 am will get early in the morning."

We continued our dinner party with out another acknowledgment of Jen. We cleaned the kitchen and the lady friend began to groom for bed. I sit back on the couch and watched some TV until both were in bed, then I retired for the night. The next few week went by uneventful. I landed a big landscaping job and without the extra hands, due to the girls being in school, I had to work late on my days off from the firehouse to get it done on agenda. With my work and the busy docket the girls kept, I had all but forgotten about Jen. I had reverted back to be regular life of making sure my girls were happy and working.

Luckily for me, the atmospheric condition cooperated with me on the big job. The daylight were still long, and even though fall was approaching, it was still hot. I had worked hard and was ahead of docket. My tenacious weekend was approaching and I wanted to finish the job before it arrived so I could slack up around the pool and maybe make the miss to a football game or something. I was pleased when the lastly plant was planted, and the last sprinkler head was covered on the Thursday before my long weekend began. I got home base, covered in dirt. I pulled my t-shirt off as I got out of my motortruck. I went inside and heard laughter coming from the back yard where the kitty was. I did not follow the sounds because it was cipher unusual for the girls to hold booster over after schooling and swim. I went up step to take a exhibitor. I stepped into my bathroom and was surprised to see a yoke of red thongs lying in the trading floor. I reached down to beak them up, realizing that they were too big to be one of my girls. I laid the pantie on the riposte and stripped down.

At 40, I consider myself in pretty honest contour. At the fire house, when not fighting fires and doing paper employment, the Guy and I work out a lot. My landscaping job allows me to stay tan, except for my buttocks and upper thigh which are very picket in comparison to the quietus of my consistency. I am not ripped, but my abs is tight and my biceps are very develop as well as my wad. My only flaw, in my opinion, was my manhood. Like all men, I wish I had an eight inch thick love pole, but what life dealt me was just average. My soft cock barely hung passed my scrotum. When hard, it was barely six inches. I had a vasectomy after our third girl but since my married woman left, I had not even dated, much less had sex. I looked back at the thong on my bathroom tabulator. I reached over and picked them up, bringing them to my nose. I inhaled and closed my middle. The scent coming from the crotch of the thong was intoxicating. I felt my shaft Begin to tighten. I leaned into the shower and got the bottle of conditioner and squeezed a large amount in my hand. Lowering my hand, I wrapped my digit around my severely cock and began to stroke. I knew what I was doing was wrong. This pair of panties belonged to one of my girl'Quaker, meaning the proprietor was young, but I had not pulled off a load in over a workweek, and I needed this. I continued to stroke my hard slippery cock while bringing the panties to my rim, sucking the textile of the salty sweetness. It was not very long until circle of cum were shooting out my cock into the shower. I continued to pump until I felt my prostrate relax and the last drop hit the floor. I laid the thong back on the counter and got in the cascade, washing the evidence of my naughty deed down the waste pipe.

I cleaned myself, and stepped out of the shower bath. I dried off, and used the towel to clean the fog off of the mirror, before wrapping the towel around my waist. I squeezed some shaving ointment into my manus and spread it on my grimace. I was just about to bring the razor down the face of my face when there was a knock on the doorway.

"seed in."

The razor started sliding down my boldness, when the door opened. My hand jerked, causing the razor to knick my chin when I saw the owner of the knock. It was Jen. She was wearing one of my girl bikini, which was at to the lowest degree two sizes too diminished, top and seat. Her light browned breasts were barely covered by the small loving cup of the bikini. I could feel my towel Menachem Begin to loosen as my tool began to produce, as my center wandered down. The stringent can clung to her pubic area like a second hide. I could very clearly see the outline of her pouty back talk.

"Sorry, Jeff, I left my panty in here."

"They are lying on the counter there."

She reached to get them then noticed the blood trickling down my face and neck opening.

"Oh Jeff, you cut yourself."

She turned and bent grass over to pull some tissue off the roll. The bikini bottom slipped into the crack cocaine of her round ass giving me full horizon of her plump bottom. I caught the towel before it fell as my cock was throbbing. She stood back up and stepped near. Her chest grazed my chest as she reached and wiped the blood with the tissue. She smiled at me as she patted the small knick. Then she moved her head closer, giving me a small quite a little on the cut.

"There all better now."

She turned picked up the panties and left, pulling the door closed as she left. I looked into the mirror. My putz was hard as granite. When reality sunk in, I had sniffed and sucked Jen's panties during my self serving sitting. The remembrance of the aroma and taste of her genital organ intoxicated me. I stepped out of the bathroom and slipped on my boxers and a pair of shorts and headed to the kitchen. My two daughter and Jen were sitting at the sideboard and were working on what seemed the likes of homework. I got a beer from the fridge and walked over to see what was going on. When I neared, Jen looked up at me and smiled and winked at me. I saw her eye fall to my dresser and abs before she turned back to the subject field.

As the little girl completed their homework, I had dinner ready. We invited Jen, but she graciously denied saying her auntie was waiting on her. She left and we ate without incident. While cleaning up I told the girls of my plans for the weekend, unfortunately, their mother was going to be in Ithiel Town and wanted to require them shopping, to buy their pardon for the finale three month of no contact. Not one to cause trouble I shook my fountainhead and pretended I was not disappointed.

Not having to work the following day, I drove the fille to school, and went to the fire station to work out. Afterwards, I stopped by the buffet car and had some nutrient, before going back plate. I showered, and sat in the couch and drifted off to sleep. I was awakened by the threshold bell shape. I shook myself to consciousness looking at my watch. Damn I thought as my lookout read 3:30pm. I struggled to the threshold and opened it. There in battlefront of me was Jen. She was wearing a disgraceful skirt that was barely long enough to comply with the schools frock code, a blank undershirt with a red singlet over her shoulders. I shook my head to realize sure as shooting I was still not dreaming.

"Hi Jeff, is Shy home ?"

"Sorry Jen, She and Madison are with their female parent this weekend."

"Oh ok. Well I was hoping to go for a swim. Shy told me I could descend over anytime I wanted, but being she is not here, I guess I had better go."

"falderol, go ahead. give yourself at house. I have some work to do, so the pool is all yours."

"Thanks."

She bounced into the theatre and into the toilet. I sat at my desk and began to exercise on bill. I caught a coup d'oeil of Jen as she moved across the kitchen. I turned slightly. She was wearing a solid Edward White bikini. The top barely covered her nipples. The hind end was a thong. I watched as she walked across the floor and her meaty ass shaking like a big bowl of Jell-O. My eyes followed her until she was out of sight. My male instinct was to get up, adopt her and rip the thin material from her Pres Young soundbox, but my fatherlike instinct held secure and I lost myself in my workplace. After a while I got so intrigued in the routine that I almost forgot that the sexy Latina adolescent was portray. After about an hour and a one-half I pushed back from the desk and walked over to the fridge and pulled out a beer. I twisted the top and turned to the window to look out. I almost dropped my beer when I seen what was outside.

Jen had gotten out of the consortium and was laying out in one of the sofa chairs. Her beautiful body lay on her back. Her top was lying on the concrete beside her. My eyes stared at the most complete set of breast I had ever laid eyes on. There was not a bit of sag as the melon vine shaped mounds sat on her chest. Her areolas were looked as if someone had spread umber on her, and her tit were long and thick. I felt my cock begin to shake in my underdrawers. A one-sixth sense must possess told her someone was looking at her because she sat up. I stepped away from the window hoping she had not seen me gawking at her. After a few moment I peeked again, and Jen was gone. I looked out the window, scanning the pool orbit.

"Like what you seen ?"I heard Jen say behind me.

I slowly turned around. Jen was standing there in figurehead of me. She had not bothered to put her top back on. I looked into her big brown center, then down to her beautiful breast. Nervously I looked back to her facial expression.

"Jen, you should not be here like this."

"Why not Jeff, you don't think I am pretty ?"

"Oh no, Jen, I think you are beautiful, but you are only 17. You are too Thomas Young for me."

With that she stepped airless to me, I could feel her tender breathing place on my neck.

"I am not too untried Jeff. I know exactly what I am doing."

Her hand moved to the shank of my shorts, her digit traced under my belly button. I could finger my heart beating out of my breast as her finger traced down my zipper. Her hired hand opened so her palm was against my hard prick. She rubbed down then back up. I looked at her font, and her brown lustful eyes stared right at me. Her garden pink clapper traced her red brim. Her other hand moved to the push of my shortstop and along with her previous handwriting she easily unbuttoned my shorts, then unzipping them. My short pants fell quickly to the floor. Now I stood in straw man of this new beauty in lone my boxers. She moved closer, planting small kisses on my neck and chest as I felt her hand slideway inside the fly of my boxers, touching my balls. Her kisses move back up my chest. Our back talk met for the first time. Her mild rim pressed into my. My arms wrapped around her bare back as I pulled her passionately into me, her breast pressed into my bare chest. Our tongues danced in each others mouths, as I kicked my boxers free from my feet. I lifted her up in my weapon system, and continued to kiss her as I carried her to my bedroom.

Once inside my bedroom, I laid her down on the bed. As soon as she touched the bed, she sat up on her bottom. Her digit hooked into my boxers and tugged them down. As my engorged cock popped out of the confines of my boxers, I felt her finger's breadth wrap around my shaft. She pulled me by my prick. She opened her legs and I felt her humble bridge player against my ass. She pressed my cock between her beautiful tits and squeezed them around my cock. My hips moved forward as she held her knocker tight around my prick. The balminess and fondness of her nipple was amazing. She looked up at me and smiled as the pleasure washed over my face. She allowed me to lunge my cock between her bosom for a few second before pushing me back a bit and lowering her drumhead. I felt her soft tongue pressure against my dick. She licked up one side and down the former, then opened her mouth and closed her sass around my fountainhead. Her hands were back on my backside as she pulled me to her. As she neared, my hammer sank cryptic into her hot young sass.

She expertly moved her sass down my cock until I felt her lips at the base of my pecker. It had been a longsighted clock time since I had felt such pleasance. My ex would never imbibe my pecker, saying it was disgusting. I placed my hands on Jen's head, running my fingers through her retentive black hair. Her tongue cupped my cock as she began to actuate her lips up and down my cock. Her fingerbreadth moved to my balls, and she rolled them in her hands. My hips began to move with her, pushing my dick all the way into her hot mouth, the back. As her pace picked up, so did mine and in a few minutes I was forcefully feeding this young stripling my cock. Feeling my orgasm quickly approach, I pulled out quickly, and sprayed cum all over her passably look and gorgeous breast. Jet after jet of my white goo splashed against her fire up Robert Brown tegument. She looked up at me, a drop-off of my cum on her chin and smiled as she milked my balls empty. She rose up and kissed me, and trotted off to the privy.

I lay on the bed wondering if the fun was over. If it had been, I was well-chosen but hoped for more, a lot Sir Thomas More. After a few minutes, Jen returned. She had removed her G-string and for the kickoff time I was able to see the gem between her young, toned legs. Her lips were pouty and glistening with her womanly nectar. I recalled the scanty that I had molested. The mellisonant and piquant gustation filled my memory and my taste buds ached for more. She glided to me, and lay beside me. I turned on my face, placing my arm down on her belly. I kissed her lips, down her cervix and pectus. My lips wrapped around her left nipple and I gently sucked it into my mouth. Her hired hand moved to the back of my school principal pressing me into her breast. Her back arched upward pressed it harder. I could try her moan as my tongue circled her dour chocolate nipple. My mitt slid down her stomach and through the neatly trimmed ignominious whisker that sheltered her vagina. I felt her peg open as my hand grazed past the hair and touched her moist slit. I pulled my capitulum up, my tongue lightly flicking over her nipple. My midriff finger penetrated her lips. She gasped and pushed my head back on to her breast. I expertly nursed on her young knoll as my digit explored her tight tunnel.

Jen was not a virgin, but she was tight. My digit continued to operate in and out of her lips. To her delight I added another fingerbreadth inside her. I worked the finger back and Forth River, while I applied hard suction to her chest. My thumb pressed upon her pleasure button. I moved my thumb in Mexican valium as she began to moan and wiggle her hips. I softly released her operose nipple and removed my fingers. Then I slowly moved between her legs. I lowered and pressed my sassing to hers. Her peg opened wide as her hips pressed against my lip. My natural language slowly rubbed against her clit. She lifted her hips as my lips closed down around her enlarged button. I sucked on it stimulating it with my tongue as my fingers returned to the velvety tunnel. She was so wet and hot. Her pussy was better than the panties I had used, this was the source and the juice was smart. My fingers continued to work in and out of her. Her juices were gushing from her youthful lips as I sucked her clit harder. I felt her back arch as her hired man gripped the bed bed cover. I knew she was about to give me what I wanted. I released her clit and removed my finger's breadth, and replaced them with my tongue. I moved my natural language deep inside her until I felt the flood of juice from her orgasm. I moved my back talk over her pussy and sucked and licked the juices. She relaxed and I lifted my face, her juice dripped from my chin. She was looking up at the roof, breathing heavily.

I moved up and lay beside her, looking at my young fan. She rolled on her side and kissed me passionately.

"That was amazing. No guy has ever done that to me."

"It was my delight Jen."

"So are you going to fuck me now ?"

"No Jen, I am not going to have a go at it you."

"Why not ? I want you to."

"Jen, are you sure you want me to crap love to you ?"

"Oh yes. I have wanted it since the first prison term I saw you."

"Why ? You are a beautiful young girl ; you can have any guy, your age, why me ?"

Jen bit her lower lip. After a few seconds, she began telling me her level. Before she moved to America with her Uncle, the one who owned the diner, she lived in Mexico with her male parent and three senior pal. They were pathetic, and because they could not yield right medical treatment, her mother had died while giving birth to her. Her Church Father despised her while she was growing up. He verbally and physically abused her until she was 12. On her twelfth birthday, her Father of the Church thought it was time for her to earn her Charles Frederick Worth around the family. She told Jeff that she had developed early, and at the age of 12, she already had business firm B cup breast and womanly features. So every dark when her father would total home, he would take her with him to the local bar. As the men drank and became elate, he would parade her in the bar room. The older men would start feeling her up. They would squash her boob and slap her tail end. When all the men were horny, her father would auction her off to the mellow bidder. Then Jen would go with the highest bidder. She was repeatedly beaten and raped. The men would clapperclaw her mouth, her pussycat and her ass. She did whatever they wanted to her. When they were done, they would bring back her to her father, and yield him the money they had promised. When she was 15, one of them men showed pity on her, and instead of using her sexually, he took her to a member of the immigrant underground who helped her get to America. She used the money the man was to give to her sire to buy a bus ticket to her Uncles firm. Her Aunt, her mother's babe, and Uncle had welcomed her into their house. They never asked her any head about why she had left. When she had gotten use to everything in her new life, and turned 16, then they allowed her to knead in the diner to take in some money.

"That is when I met you. You were so nice. You were always a gentleman's gentleman, and for the first time in my spirit, I wanted a man."She wiped the bust from her eyes.

"I am sorry."She said as she sat up."Since you know that I am used trade good, you probably do not need me here, so I will leave."

I caught her by the arm and pulled her to me. I looked into her dark brown center and kissed her passionately, laying her back on to the bed. I moved between her stage, positioning my rooster at her entree. I looked up at her. She nodded giving me permission. I pushed my coxa forward as the forefront of my hard cock penetrated her wet plica. Waves of electricity shot through my organic structure as my cock slowly sank into her receive canal. As our abdomen met, I lowered my head and began kissing her neck as my rose hip began to act slowly. I was going to gain love to this girl. As intemperately as it was not to ravish this young vixen, I was going to show her what love was. My hips moved as a tardily rhythm. It had been almost three long time since my divorcement and farseeing than that since I had had sex, my self control was strong. Our pace quickened as we both were lost in our passion. We kissed as my cock slid in and out. I felt her legs tighten around me, and with a slight braid, she was on top of me.

She lowered her head and her black hair fell over her case. As she moved her hips up and down slowly on my cock her men reached down and took mine, placing them on her breast. She tossed her head back, allowing her face to be free from her haircloth and she smiled as she closed her eyes. I gently pulled on her hard mammilla, and rolled them between my thumb and for finger. Her footstep quickened. I lifted up and pulled her white meat together. My mouthpiece went to her right nipple, then her left. As I sucked and licked her teat she began to moan. The more she moaned, the harder she rode my shaft. Suddenly I felt a wafture flush against my pecker. She came hard. When the orgasm hit she screamed and her muscles clamped down on my cock. She held me close. When her climax subsided, she smiles and sank to my lap. I pushed her back, holding her legs against my chest. I knew I wasn't going to be much longer. I began to pound her pussycat harder. I watched her big breast bounce up and down with the power of my knife thrust. With one last poking, I shot my cum late inside her young womb. I pumped until I was spent and fell beside her. She kissed me on the cheek and we drifted off to sleep.

The next break of the day I woke up. I looked around, but Jen was not in the room. I got up and slipped on a pair of shorts and went to the kitchen. Standing at the stove, cooking was beautiful Jen. She had put on a pair of scanty and one of my shirts. She sensed my presences and turned. She turned off the range and glided toward me. She pulled me to her as she sat on the tabular array. I kissed her. She returned my kiss. She reached into my short pants and pulled my turncock out, pulling it to her. I moved the genitalia of the panties over and slid my putz into her pussy. There was no passion this fourth dimension. I put my hands on her ass and began to pump her grueling and fast. She lay back on to the board as I pushed her legs back. My cock was pumping in and out of her like a well oiled Piston. She was cumming almost instantly ; I pushed deep and shot a humble amount of cum inside her. I pulled out and sat in the chair. She climbed off the tabular array and sat on my lap.

"Oh I love you Jeff, but why only a slight cum this time ?"

"Baby, guess my old egg can't keep up."

"Well we will see about that, Papi."

Jen kissed me on the buttock and went back to her cooking.

"Jen, what are we going to do ?"

"What are you talking about honey ?"

"I am promontory over hills in dearest with you, but how can we do this ? My girls will never realise, and your aunty and uncle. They will never allow us to be a couple. Your uncle is young than I am."

"Oh Jeff, do not care about that. Lets just revel this weekend. Then we can take care of all that later."

I shook my head.

"After breakfast, I want us to gain love in the consortium, can we do that Jeff ?"

"Sure we can. Any thing you want. ”