Preacher s Daughters Part 4
Thinking that a cup of coffee might help, he rose and stepped from his study into the halt. The bathroom door was open and he glanced in. His heart skipped a beat and he stopped in mid-stride. Kathy stood in full view, naked, slowly toweling her small body. His eyes locked on the small buds of her breasts and then slid down over her flat tummy to the down-covered lips of her pussy. His cock reared and pulsed against his slacks. "Oh, hi, Daddy," she said, looking up and discovering...