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Stephanie walked in the front door of her house, her uniform soaking wet from the rain. She shivered as she dropped her back pack on the floor and walked across the floor, her mary jane heels clicking across the floor.
“Steph is that you?” her mother called from the kitchen.
“Yeah Ma.” she chimed as she skipped into the kitchen.
“Oh sweetheart, you’re soaking wet! Why don’t you go change, get ready for dinner and then come back down. Oh and let your father know it’s almost ready. He should be in his office.” she smiled and kissed my cheek.
“Okay. Smells good mom!” Stephanie kissed her mothers cheek and walked through the house and up the stairs, stopping to pet cat , Cookie along the way. As she walked through the hall, nearing her fathers office she could hear noise. Maybe the television? She thought as she continued walking and then heard “ OH DADDY YES!” come from behind the door of her fathers office. Stephanie paused near the door with her back against the wall and listened again.
“Daddy! Oh Daddy!” she heard a voice cry out, she peeked through the crack of the door. Her father, shirt unbuttoned, tiny beads of sweat forming along his hair line, his arm jerking and more “Oh Daddy’s” came from the speakers.
Stephanie jumped back and put her back against the wall again. While she didn’t see anything, Stephanie knew what was going on under his desk and why his arm was moving.
“Cum inside me Daddy! Fill your little girl with that i****t seed!” the girl on the video begged.
Stephanie’s eyes widening once she realized her father was watching i****t porn. She peeked back through the crack of the door, and saw her father standing. Her jaw dropped as she watched him standing there cock in hand , jerking himself off to taboo porno. Stephanie watched as his hand glided up and down his cock , pumping himself furiously as the girl on the screen called out for her Daddy.
That’s when she head him say it.
“Ughhh, yeah Stephanie.” he whispered to hismelf. “Take Daddy’s cum.” he groaned as he shot his load onto his desk. She watched his load spurt , and spurt and watched Dad stand there, head back, exhaling as the last of his cum left his balls. “Ffffuck” he said under his breath and began cleaning himself off and pulling up his pants. She watched him pic up the sheet of paper , with something printed on it and crumple it up and throw it in the trash. Then he began walking towards his office door, Stephanie darted to the next room, opened the door and slipped in quietly, and listened as her father exited his office and heard him walk past the room she was in and down the hall. She listened to his foot steps go down the stairs and she crept out of the room.
She knew she wasn’t allowed in his office, nobody was. But, just this once she had to break the rules. She tip toed into his office, shutting the door behind her and sat in her fathers computer chair., moving the mouse, brining the screen to life. She clicked open his internet, and checked his last visited web page.
There it was, “Daddy Get Daughter Pregnant”. She pressed play. Skipping through, dragging the button along the time bar, stopping on certain spots. Watching. Her heart beating as she thought about her being the little girl underneath the old man in the video. Her Daddy was a lot younger than this girls Daddy, but she noticed something about the girl in the video. She had the same tiny waist, full hips as she did, same busty, perky , bouncy tits. Same long wavy brown hair. Same blue eyes. Same pouty mouth. Except this girl seemed a little taller. But other wise…spitting image. Stephanie watched as her mirror image sat on her “Daddy’s” cock and moaned, and bounced herself like she was on a trampoline. She listened as the man told the girl how much he wanted to put a baby in her, told her he was going to make her swell. Stephanie skipped through a few more scenes, Daddy licking her pussy, Daddy doing her doggystyle, Daddy having her suck his cock again , before fucking her once more and busting inside her, and the girl begging for him to get her pregnant. Begging to carry her fathers baby. Is this what her Daddy really wanted? Did he want to fuck Stephanie? Did he want to do her like the young girl in the video? Or was Daddy just…just…she had no other thoughts.
Stephanie’s stomach turned and she clicked out of the browser and stood up, ready to leave the office and ponder this in her bedroom. She looked at the waste basket and the crumpled up papers in the bin. She picked one from the top and unraveled it, the papaer ripping as parts were stuck together. She dropped the paper as soon as she saw it. Dried semen. Dried semen on a printed picture of her face. Her hand shot up over her mouth and she froze. Her Daddy really DID want to fuck her. She grabbed another paper, and began to uncrumple it. She watched as the streams of cum connected aross the pieces of paper as she pulled them apart. Obviously, the one he just used. She unfolded it. A picture from her instagram account, of her laying on her back in her bed, taking a selfie, her ample cleavage busting out of the top of her tank top. She had just taken the pic a few days ago. Stephanie crumpled them both back up and added them back to the waste basket full of crumpled papers that she could only assume were all of her face, covered in her dad’s jizz. Stephanie ran to the door, opened, peeked out and slipped out quietly closing the door and went to her room.
So much was running through her mind. Was this normal? Did all fathers want to fuck their daughters? Did her mom want to fuck her brother? Did her father plan on asking her to have sex? Did he plan on ..making her? How long has he wanted to fuck her? Did he fuck her older sister? Was everyone in their family fucking each other except her? Did he really want to get her pregnant?
She peeled off her uniform, unbuttoning her skirt and letting it slip to the floor, as she stared blankly at the wall in her bedroom, still questioning it all.
Would I let him? Do I want him to want to fuck me? Do I want to fuck him? Maybe. Maybe? Really? I don’t want to make him mad. I kinda want to lose my virginity, why not let it be him?
Her fingers unbuttoned her shirt and she stared at a picture of her mother and father on her dresser. Her eyes looked him over as she continued unbuttoning her blouse, sliding it off.
He IS attractive she thought. It wouldn’t be so bad. She looked at his face , wondering what he’d look like hovered over her, filling her like the girl in the video. Did she really want that? She questioned herself over and over as she reached behind her back to start unhooking her bra.
Her door flung open. “Your mother says to hur…WHOAH” her father covered his eyes. And Stephanies heart began to race. She stood there speechless.
“Sorry Stephanie…I didn’t…I thought….your door was open so…” he peeked through his fingers and she watched his hand adjust the crotch of his pants as he turned his head.
“Just uhhh, hurry down stairs…dinner is ready in five.” he started to walk away.
“Daddy?” Stephanie called.
He froze. She never , ever calls him Daddy. Well, she hasn’t for quite a few years.
He turned slgihtly , not looking at her directly. “Yeah?”
“Can you come in for a second? I have a question.” she cooed.
“Why don’t you put some clothes on Stephanie.” he suggested, his hand still tugging at his groin, re adjusting.
Stephanie grabbed her white silk bathrobe with her name embroidered on the back and put it on. “Ok” she said.
Her father peered towards her, and then exhaled as he saw her covered, well, mostly covered, her round ass, in her see through white panties was hanging out of the bottom of the robe when she turned around and walked to her bed and sat. He walked into the room.
“What…what is it?” he said.
Stephanie grabbed his hand and peered up at him with her big blue eyes. “Sit down…Daddy.” she said.
His brow cocked and he wondered about her new use of the term “Daddy”. “What happened to dad?” he asked as he say down.
Stephanie smiled and shrugged. “I don’t know. Wanted to change it up I suppose?” she replied.
“Hmmm.” he brow cocked again. “So what’s the question?” he inquired.
Stephanie leaned twoards him. “Well…I know Daddy.” she said sweetly.
“You know what?” he shook his head and gave her a look of confusion.
She rested her hand next to his and slipped her tiny hand the back of his softly and she rested her chin on his shoulder. “I know Daddy.” she whispered her warm breath pulsing into his ear, and he felt his pants tighten and he moved his hand from underneath hers and grabbed her shoulder pushing her back.
He must have been misreading something, there was no way his little girl was coming onto him, there was no way she knew what he thought she did. “Stephanie, stop playing games. You know what?” he answered slightly angry.
Stephanie stood up. and un tied her robe slowly showing her father what she knew he wanted.
“I heard you Daddy. I heard you call my name when you came. I saw you.” she whispered.
He began to get nervous. “You, you didn’t hear anything, or see anything. You don’t know what you heard, or, or what you saw. You heard and saw wrong.” he said his eyes taking in the view of her hard nippled pressing throughthe see through sheer fabric of her bra, that matched her sheer see through panties, showing him her tiny little bush , shaved and trimmed perfectly. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. “Cover yourself up.” he said.
Stephanie shrugged her shoulders, letting the robe roll off them, and down her arms, as it fell to the floor. “Daddy, I know you want to fuck me.” Stephanie lured him in with her sweet little voice using the word fuck.
“Stephanie…I.” he started
“Touch me Daddy.” she said sweetly.
“Stephanie…” he pleaded mercy with his voice, unable to control himself.
“Please Daddy.” she stepped a little closer, standing between his legs at the edge of the bed, her hand reaching up behind his head, her fingers runningup through the back of his hair.
“Touch me.” she said softly. “Touch me here Daddy.” she said, her finger slipping over her panties.
“Oh god.” he shook his head and grabbed both her wrists and looked up at her.
“Don’t you want to touch your little girl Daddy?” she pouted her lower lip
“We can’t do this…” he reasoned.
Stephanie shrugged. “Okay. Just help me with one thing before you go?” she smiled.
“Sure..what…what is it?” he asked.
Stephanie turned around , stuck out her ass a little and sat in his lap. “Help me unhook my bra?”
“STephanie…come on” he pleaded with her ass wiggling inhis lap, his hard cock ready to burst through his jeans and rip right through those cute little panties.
“What Daddy?” she rolled her hips, grinding her ass hard on her fathers dick through his jeans.
She heard him groan and felt his hands on her hips and his pelvis through upwards and she dry humped his lap.
She rocked her hips faster and squeaked as he began thrusting himself. “You want to fuck me bad don’t you Daddy?” she taunted him. “You want to pop your little girls cherry, and stretch me open don’t you Daddy?”
“Dad! Steph! DINNER!” her brother yelled from the bottom of the stairs, and her Dad jumped up scolded Stephanie quietly to get dressed.
“Be right down!!” her dad yelled.
Stephanie laid back on her elbows and spread her legs slightly, biting her lip.
“Get dressed Stephanie!” he yelled in a whisper.
“"I need Daddy’s help.” she pouted. “Help me take off my bra and panties Daddy.”
“Stephanie, stop it!” he insisted.
“I’m not leaving my room until Daddy undresses me.” she sat up crossing her arms.
“Are you….” he laughed angrily. “Are you serious?” he walked over to the bed . “Fine.”
Stephanie lit up and bounced up on the bed and sat on her knees with her back to her father and brushed her hair to the front as her father unclasped the bra.
“There!” he said turning around before she turned around. “Now hurry up and get down stairs.”
Stehpanie bounced up and stood on her bed and bounced, giggling. “Daddy, you forgot my panties.” she said playfully.
He stopped, spun around. “Are you out of your..” he paused looking at her tits, staring right at him. Those perfect round tits. Boucning on her chest as she jumped slightly on the bed.
“She pointed with both pointer fingers to the sex between her legs. “Daddy….panties…” she twirled her hair in her finger and smiled, his eyes darting from her perfect teen tits, to her cute little pussy covered by her adorable little panites. He walked over, putty in her hands, lifted his hands to her calves and up the back of her legs. Taking in every inch of her soft skin, his hands lifted to her ass, cupping it, squeezing it in his hands agaisnt his will. Stephanie smiled in victory.
“Take my panties off Daddy…” she leaned forward, hands on his shoulders, her tits hanging as she leaned forward and brought her mouth to his ear. “I want to show you how wet your little girls pussy is.”
HE jumped back at these words and looked at her. “Enough! That’s enough! You will come down to dinner! Enough games!” he turned around storming out.
Stephanie smiled to herself as she threw on the baby pink tank top she was wearing in her semen covered photograph and a short white , flowing ruffled skirt. She removed her shoes and left her knee socks and panties on as she made her way downstairs, stopping by her fathers office first.
When she entered the kitchen her father and mother were standing there , kissing each others cheek and her mother grabbed he platesof chicken and walked it to the dining room where her brother already waited.
Stephanie pressed her body against her fathers and lifted the semen covered photograph.
“Im wearing the tank top you like Daddy.” she grinned as his eyes almost exploded from his skull and snatched the paper stuffing it in his jeans as her mother walked back in.
“Hunny… and Steph sweetie, can you guys bring the salad bowl and salad dressing when you come in? she smiled as she left the kitchen with a bottle of wine for her and my father to split.
“Touch me.” Stephanie grinned as she pulled down on tank top, letting one of her tits fall out.
“Stop!” he swatted her arm softly and pulled her tank top up and left the kitchen with the salad bowl.
A few seconds later Stephanie followed, leaning over her fathers shoulder as he sat down, pressing her firm tits into his back, and set the salad dressing down. Carefully dropping her balled up panties that she removed in the kitchen, into her fathers lap.
He jumped and quickly discreetly stuffed them into his jean pocket.
Stephanie grinned as she she saw him fidget, and she pretended to bendover and scratch her leg, letting her daddy take a peek at her bare pussy from behind. Her perfect little lips pressed together in a sweet little mound, between her thighs. She stood up slowly and sat down. Her father was flushed red.
Stephanie bit her lip and continued to toy with him throughout the rest of dinner.
She was going to give him what he wanted. If he wanted to fuck her little teen pussy and fill his daughter full of cum. She was going to let him, and she was going to make sure her Daddy filled her belly with a baby.
“Steph is that you?” her mother called from the kitchen.
“Yeah Ma.” she chimed as she skipped into the kitchen.
“Oh sweetheart, you’re soaking wet! Why don’t you go change, get ready for dinner and then come back down. Oh and let your father know it’s almost ready. He should be in his office.” she smiled and kissed my cheek.
“Okay. Smells good mom!” Stephanie kissed her mothers cheek and walked through the house and up the stairs, stopping to pet cat , Cookie along the way. As she walked through the hall, nearing her fathers office she could hear noise. Maybe the television? She thought as she continued walking and then heard “ OH DADDY YES!” come from behind the door of her fathers office. Stephanie paused near the door with her back against the wall and listened again.
“Daddy! Oh Daddy!” she heard a voice cry out, she peeked through the crack of the door. Her father, shirt unbuttoned, tiny beads of sweat forming along his hair line, his arm jerking and more “Oh Daddy’s” came from the speakers.
Stephanie jumped back and put her back against the wall again. While she didn’t see anything, Stephanie knew what was going on under his desk and why his arm was moving.
“Cum inside me Daddy! Fill your little girl with that i****t seed!” the girl on the video begged.
Stephanie’s eyes widening once she realized her father was watching i****t porn. She peeked back through the crack of the door, and saw her father standing. Her jaw dropped as she watched him standing there cock in hand , jerking himself off to taboo porno. Stephanie watched as his hand glided up and down his cock , pumping himself furiously as the girl on the screen called out for her Daddy.
That’s when she head him say it.
“Ughhh, yeah Stephanie.” he whispered to hismelf. “Take Daddy’s cum.” he groaned as he shot his load onto his desk. She watched his load spurt , and spurt and watched Dad stand there, head back, exhaling as the last of his cum left his balls. “Ffffuck” he said under his breath and began cleaning himself off and pulling up his pants. She watched him pic up the sheet of paper , with something printed on it and crumple it up and throw it in the trash. Then he began walking towards his office door, Stephanie darted to the next room, opened the door and slipped in quietly, and listened as her father exited his office and heard him walk past the room she was in and down the hall. She listened to his foot steps go down the stairs and she crept out of the room.
She knew she wasn’t allowed in his office, nobody was. But, just this once she had to break the rules. She tip toed into his office, shutting the door behind her and sat in her fathers computer chair., moving the mouse, brining the screen to life. She clicked open his internet, and checked his last visited web page.
There it was, “Daddy Get Daughter Pregnant”. She pressed play. Skipping through, dragging the button along the time bar, stopping on certain spots. Watching. Her heart beating as she thought about her being the little girl underneath the old man in the video. Her Daddy was a lot younger than this girls Daddy, but she noticed something about the girl in the video. She had the same tiny waist, full hips as she did, same busty, perky , bouncy tits. Same long wavy brown hair. Same blue eyes. Same pouty mouth. Except this girl seemed a little taller. But other wise…spitting image. Stephanie watched as her mirror image sat on her “Daddy’s” cock and moaned, and bounced herself like she was on a trampoline. She listened as the man told the girl how much he wanted to put a baby in her, told her he was going to make her swell. Stephanie skipped through a few more scenes, Daddy licking her pussy, Daddy doing her doggystyle, Daddy having her suck his cock again , before fucking her once more and busting inside her, and the girl begging for him to get her pregnant. Begging to carry her fathers baby. Is this what her Daddy really wanted? Did he want to fuck Stephanie? Did he want to do her like the young girl in the video? Or was Daddy just…just…she had no other thoughts.
Stephanie’s stomach turned and she clicked out of the browser and stood up, ready to leave the office and ponder this in her bedroom. She looked at the waste basket and the crumpled up papers in the bin. She picked one from the top and unraveled it, the papaer ripping as parts were stuck together. She dropped the paper as soon as she saw it. Dried semen. Dried semen on a printed picture of her face. Her hand shot up over her mouth and she froze. Her Daddy really DID want to fuck her. She grabbed another paper, and began to uncrumple it. She watched as the streams of cum connected aross the pieces of paper as she pulled them apart. Obviously, the one he just used. She unfolded it. A picture from her instagram account, of her laying on her back in her bed, taking a selfie, her ample cleavage busting out of the top of her tank top. She had just taken the pic a few days ago. Stephanie crumpled them both back up and added them back to the waste basket full of crumpled papers that she could only assume were all of her face, covered in her dad’s jizz. Stephanie ran to the door, opened, peeked out and slipped out quietly closing the door and went to her room.
So much was running through her mind. Was this normal? Did all fathers want to fuck their daughters? Did her mom want to fuck her brother? Did her father plan on asking her to have sex? Did he plan on ..making her? How long has he wanted to fuck her? Did he fuck her older sister? Was everyone in their family fucking each other except her? Did he really want to get her pregnant?
She peeled off her uniform, unbuttoning her skirt and letting it slip to the floor, as she stared blankly at the wall in her bedroom, still questioning it all.
Would I let him? Do I want him to want to fuck me? Do I want to fuck him? Maybe. Maybe? Really? I don’t want to make him mad. I kinda want to lose my virginity, why not let it be him?
Her fingers unbuttoned her shirt and she stared at a picture of her mother and father on her dresser. Her eyes looked him over as she continued unbuttoning her blouse, sliding it off.
He IS attractive she thought. It wouldn’t be so bad. She looked at his face , wondering what he’d look like hovered over her, filling her like the girl in the video. Did she really want that? She questioned herself over and over as she reached behind her back to start unhooking her bra.
Her door flung open. “Your mother says to hur…WHOAH” her father covered his eyes. And Stephanies heart began to race. She stood there speechless.
“Sorry Stephanie…I didn’t…I thought….your door was open so…” he peeked through his fingers and she watched his hand adjust the crotch of his pants as he turned his head.
“Just uhhh, hurry down stairs…dinner is ready in five.” he started to walk away.
“Daddy?” Stephanie called.
He froze. She never , ever calls him Daddy. Well, she hasn’t for quite a few years.
He turned slgihtly , not looking at her directly. “Yeah?”
“Can you come in for a second? I have a question.” she cooed.
“Why don’t you put some clothes on Stephanie.” he suggested, his hand still tugging at his groin, re adjusting.
Stephanie grabbed her white silk bathrobe with her name embroidered on the back and put it on. “Ok” she said.
Her father peered towards her, and then exhaled as he saw her covered, well, mostly covered, her round ass, in her see through white panties was hanging out of the bottom of the robe when she turned around and walked to her bed and sat. He walked into the room.
“What…what is it?” he said.
Stephanie grabbed his hand and peered up at him with her big blue eyes. “Sit down…Daddy.” she said.
His brow cocked and he wondered about her new use of the term “Daddy”. “What happened to dad?” he asked as he say down.
Stephanie smiled and shrugged. “I don’t know. Wanted to change it up I suppose?” she replied.
“Hmmm.” he brow cocked again. “So what’s the question?” he inquired.
Stephanie leaned twoards him. “Well…I know Daddy.” she said sweetly.
“You know what?” he shook his head and gave her a look of confusion.
She rested her hand next to his and slipped her tiny hand the back of his softly and she rested her chin on his shoulder. “I know Daddy.” she whispered her warm breath pulsing into his ear, and he felt his pants tighten and he moved his hand from underneath hers and grabbed her shoulder pushing her back.
He must have been misreading something, there was no way his little girl was coming onto him, there was no way she knew what he thought she did. “Stephanie, stop playing games. You know what?” he answered slightly angry.
Stephanie stood up. and un tied her robe slowly showing her father what she knew he wanted.
“I heard you Daddy. I heard you call my name when you came. I saw you.” she whispered.
He began to get nervous. “You, you didn’t hear anything, or see anything. You don’t know what you heard, or, or what you saw. You heard and saw wrong.” he said his eyes taking in the view of her hard nippled pressing throughthe see through sheer fabric of her bra, that matched her sheer see through panties, showing him her tiny little bush , shaved and trimmed perfectly. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. “Cover yourself up.” he said.
Stephanie shrugged her shoulders, letting the robe roll off them, and down her arms, as it fell to the floor. “Daddy, I know you want to fuck me.” Stephanie lured him in with her sweet little voice using the word fuck.
“Stephanie…I.” he started
“Touch me Daddy.” she said sweetly.
“Stephanie…” he pleaded mercy with his voice, unable to control himself.
“Please Daddy.” she stepped a little closer, standing between his legs at the edge of the bed, her hand reaching up behind his head, her fingers runningup through the back of his hair.
“Touch me.” she said softly. “Touch me here Daddy.” she said, her finger slipping over her panties.
“Oh god.” he shook his head and grabbed both her wrists and looked up at her.
“Don’t you want to touch your little girl Daddy?” she pouted her lower lip
“We can’t do this…” he reasoned.
Stephanie shrugged. “Okay. Just help me with one thing before you go?” she smiled.
“Sure..what…what is it?” he asked.
Stephanie turned around , stuck out her ass a little and sat in his lap. “Help me unhook my bra?”
“STephanie…come on” he pleaded with her ass wiggling inhis lap, his hard cock ready to burst through his jeans and rip right through those cute little panties.
“What Daddy?” she rolled her hips, grinding her ass hard on her fathers dick through his jeans.
She heard him groan and felt his hands on her hips and his pelvis through upwards and she dry humped his lap.
She rocked her hips faster and squeaked as he began thrusting himself. “You want to fuck me bad don’t you Daddy?” she taunted him. “You want to pop your little girls cherry, and stretch me open don’t you Daddy?”
“Dad! Steph! DINNER!” her brother yelled from the bottom of the stairs, and her Dad jumped up scolded Stephanie quietly to get dressed.
“Be right down!!” her dad yelled.
Stephanie laid back on her elbows and spread her legs slightly, biting her lip.
“Get dressed Stephanie!” he yelled in a whisper.
“"I need Daddy’s help.” she pouted. “Help me take off my bra and panties Daddy.”
“Stephanie, stop it!” he insisted.
“I’m not leaving my room until Daddy undresses me.” she sat up crossing her arms.
“Are you….” he laughed angrily. “Are you serious?” he walked over to the bed . “Fine.”
Stephanie lit up and bounced up on the bed and sat on her knees with her back to her father and brushed her hair to the front as her father unclasped the bra.
“There!” he said turning around before she turned around. “Now hurry up and get down stairs.”
Stehpanie bounced up and stood on her bed and bounced, giggling. “Daddy, you forgot my panties.” she said playfully.
He stopped, spun around. “Are you out of your..” he paused looking at her tits, staring right at him. Those perfect round tits. Boucning on her chest as she jumped slightly on the bed.
“She pointed with both pointer fingers to the sex between her legs. “Daddy….panties…” she twirled her hair in her finger and smiled, his eyes darting from her perfect teen tits, to her cute little pussy covered by her adorable little panites. He walked over, putty in her hands, lifted his hands to her calves and up the back of her legs. Taking in every inch of her soft skin, his hands lifted to her ass, cupping it, squeezing it in his hands agaisnt his will. Stephanie smiled in victory.
“Take my panties off Daddy…” she leaned forward, hands on his shoulders, her tits hanging as she leaned forward and brought her mouth to his ear. “I want to show you how wet your little girls pussy is.”
HE jumped back at these words and looked at her. “Enough! That’s enough! You will come down to dinner! Enough games!” he turned around storming out.
Stephanie smiled to herself as she threw on the baby pink tank top she was wearing in her semen covered photograph and a short white , flowing ruffled skirt. She removed her shoes and left her knee socks and panties on as she made her way downstairs, stopping by her fathers office first.
When she entered the kitchen her father and mother were standing there , kissing each others cheek and her mother grabbed he platesof chicken and walked it to the dining room where her brother already waited.
Stephanie pressed her body against her fathers and lifted the semen covered photograph.
“Im wearing the tank top you like Daddy.” she grinned as his eyes almost exploded from his skull and snatched the paper stuffing it in his jeans as her mother walked back in.
“Hunny… and Steph sweetie, can you guys bring the salad bowl and salad dressing when you come in? she smiled as she left the kitchen with a bottle of wine for her and my father to split.
“Touch me.” Stephanie grinned as she pulled down on tank top, letting one of her tits fall out.
“Stop!” he swatted her arm softly and pulled her tank top up and left the kitchen with the salad bowl.
A few seconds later Stephanie followed, leaning over her fathers shoulder as he sat down, pressing her firm tits into his back, and set the salad dressing down. Carefully dropping her balled up panties that she removed in the kitchen, into her fathers lap.
He jumped and quickly discreetly stuffed them into his jean pocket.
Stephanie grinned as she she saw him fidget, and she pretended to bendover and scratch her leg, letting her daddy take a peek at her bare pussy from behind. Her perfect little lips pressed together in a sweet little mound, between her thighs. She stood up slowly and sat down. Her father was flushed red.
Stephanie bit her lip and continued to toy with him throughout the rest of dinner.
She was going to give him what he wanted. If he wanted to fuck her little teen pussy and fill his daughter full of cum. She was going to let him, and she was going to make sure her Daddy filled her belly with a baby.
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