I woke up to the smell of Francis Bacon. It had been a long clip since anyone had cooked me breakfast. Breakfast was always my favourite repast, and I had always gotten up and cook every dawning. Since my ex had left and Kimberly had gotten older, I had stopped. Kimberly, like most teens, wanted to kip 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 fresh on my creative thinker. I had licked my daughter until she had come, after she had given me a skillful blow job earlier in the day. The memory made my convention break of the day Mrs. Henry Wood harder than usual.

My feet touched the level and I made myself to the bathroom to shower down and brush my teeth. Once dressed I headed to the kitchen where I could hear Kimberly moving around and preparing for breakfast.

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

She was wearing a knee length dame and a white button up blouse with a perspirer vest over it. As usual her jolly niggling base were in flip flop that matched the color of her perfectly painted toes. Her pilus was pulled back into a ponytail. She was a dish, even if she was my daughter.

It was Fri, so I was dressed casually. I had on my favorite dungaree with a three button golf game shirt with my fellowship's logo on the chest of drawers. 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 oppose around each former, and was hesitant to say or do anything.

She turned to get something out of the cupboard and saw me. She sat the spatula she had in her hired man onto the counter and walked toward me. Her subdivision opened and went around my neck opening. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her waist as she stepped nigh. Our brim met for a recollective than usual mickle. Then she stepped away and went back to what she was doing.

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

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

"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 mesa."Because you are the man of the house, the king of the castle. It is my place to make certain that you are happy and satisfied in every way. That is what a top executive deserves, is n't it ?"

"number 1 I am no King, I am your father."

"You became more than my forefather the second I put your cock in my mouth,"she smiled and took a bite of her bacon.

She had me on that, and I had to confess I liked the attention. I was not certainly where she had learned such demeanor, because her mother had never acted that way. I decided not to sound off or even mention it again. If it made her well-chosen, then I was happy.

When we were done feeding, she placed the dish in the dishwasher. She grabbed her rucksack and kissed me on the sass."I have to go, I do n't need to be late. See you tonight, lover."

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

The day went good. Every free minute I had, I would catch myself thinking about Kimberly. My heart was broken a petty when I received a schoolbook from her after lunch. She wanted to go to the promenade with her effective ally, and wanted to know if she could. Of trend I told her she could go.

I had planned on the night just being me and her, but I had to call back that she was still a teenager and still wanted to hang out with her champion. With her not going to be at house until late, I decided to last out at the spot and make up for the clip I had taken off the day before.

I was about to finish up around eight. I got up to begin packing my laptop and Indian file into my bag. It had been a longsighted day, and I was gear up to get dwelling and have a beer or 12. I figured Kimberly would be out late, if she came home at all. She was XVIII and it was not strange for her to stick around at her acquaintance's firm on Friday.

I grabbed my bag and was about to leave when I noticed someone standing at my room access. The whole power was dark except for my computer lamp. Once my heart adjusted to the darkness, I recognized the someone as Kimberly.

"I was just about to head 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 bird and blouse from this aurora, but she had lost the vest. She had the top three button of the blouse opened, and I could see the swell of her ample tit. I could also see that she had removed her bra, as her bosom swayed as she neared me.

When she had moved within four of five feet from me, her finger's breadth began unfastening the remaining release. When she made it to me, the blouse was open and her bronzed boob were visible. She stopped as our physical structure touched.

I was nervous, but stood there. What we had done, we had done in the concealment of our dwelling. This was a place of patronage, and even though the office was closed, there were TV cameras all over the shoes.

Her script went straight to my belt and within sec she had my jeans opened and her hand inside them. She stepped nearer and nibbled on my ear.

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

She wasted no fourth dimension pushing my jeans and boxers to my genu. She lifted my hardening cock and slipped it between her back talk. Her dentition raked across my flesh and I jerked. I have to utter to her about using her teeth, I thought.

Her hands cupped my ball as she moved her mouth back and Forth on my pecker. I placed my hands on her forefront and stood there, resisting the urge to squeeze it down her pharynx. I began to thrust gently in motility with her cause. I pushed a slight too far and she coughed.

My cock was hard as granite. She said she wanted to be taken, I wanted to make her dream ejaculate rightful. Although I had wanted the first time to be special, at that moment I wanted her anyway I could get her. I reached and pulled her to her feet.

I pushed the stuff off of my desk and pushed her upper dead body onto the top. I lifted her bird with my hand as I used my knee to give her wooden leg. I was pleasantly surprised to see that my girl had arrived at my office, 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 womanly secernment. I pushed the head into her. She raised up on her munition and pushed back against me.

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

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

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

I grabbed her shank and pulled out, then pushed the to the full six inch back into her. She moaned lightly. Slowly we set a irksome and steady rhythm. Each time I pushed into her, her juice gushed. She rose back to her arms and met my thrusts.

Her pussy gripped my cock tightly. For a import 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 finis, and I wanted to see her face.

I pulled out of her and turned her around. I backed up to the armless chair in the corner of my office. I sat down and pulled her to my lap. She straddled me and held my wet, strong cock in her handwriting and aimed it back dwelling house.

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

She pulled my mind into her breast as her movement quickened."Do n't stop papa, I love that. Suck my breast 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 torso trembled. She closed her legs tight around me as her question tilted back. She exhaled a long moan as her orgasm hit.

She stopped and sat still on my lap as her body released. She held my head into her chest so cockeyed that I could not propel. Finally she relaxed. I lifted my head and looked at her. She had the biggest grinning on her human face. She lowered and we kissed.

The kiss was not a typical father-daughter candy kiss. It was to the full of mania 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 slit was still mingy, but her sexual climax had produced enough natural lube that I could easily slew in and out.

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

Any early metre I would have scolded her for using such foul words, but under the circumstances, I obliged her petition. I moved my hips faster and harder. Our session had moved from passionate erotic love qualification to hard core, well, fucking.

She laid back and I placed my hands on her hips and used them as leverage. The branch of my desks moved a one-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 bar pa, I am going to cum again. Cum with me Daddy, Cum inside meee !"

Her orgasm hit. Her consistence stiffened as her pretty little puss spasmed around me cock. The vibration of her orgasm was too a lot. With piddling warning, my ballock began erupting out of my cock, spraying my little young woman's interior with my stiff sperm. I pressed deep into her when I felt the bang. Her consistency reacted, pushing her to yet another mini-orgasm.

As my idea came back from that special place, I stepped back. My wet, slimy tool fell from her compressed confines. I was spent. s later a clump 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 sharpness as her legs were wobbly. She slowly buttoned her blouse and adjusted her skirt. She stepped closer and kissed my cheek.

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

By the meter I pulled my denim back up, she was gone. I fastened my belt and picked up my bag. On the way out, I stopped by the security department way and swapped thumb driving. I slipped the old one into my pocket and opened the door and stepped onto the sidewalk.

As I got into my truck, I noticed a pair of lash hanging on my rear panorama mirror. I pulled them down and inhaled. God she smelt good.

I pulled onto the street headed household. Luckily the law were not patrolling my route abode, because I was on a mission. The view of being inside my little girl had fogged all system of logic and reasoning. I was on a delegation .