With the noise of the hairdryer he recognized he was safe, the bedroom door was ajar when her arrived at the top.Sarah had her back towards him; legs ...pread wide, with her head hanging forwards, as she ran the drier up and down her long blonde hair. Her firm breasts hung beneath her swaying gently to and fro with her movements.His cock felt like that of a raging stallion. Daughter or no daughter, he was going to fuck the arse off her. Even in her late teens she would sit in provocative stances.. "She knelt down and smiled at me, "You are a cute girl, Tiffany. You willbe glad your friend brought you to me. Like to help boys like you sodon't worry. I am Karen by the way."I felt immediately at eased with her as she sat me down in the chair andstarted spritzing my hair. She had it curled in no time. Then she got outa pair of tweezers and started yanking out hair after hair on my eyebrows. I winced each time but she put me at ease and said, "This part isa little painful but I will make it. Your mother never does that." "Well, does she ever do this?" I asked as I leaned down and put my mouth around daddy's erect head and circled my tongue around it. Immediately, daddy's cock got even harder. "Oh God Ella, never like that." Daddy answered in a heavy sigh that caused him to grip the sheet under him. I could already taste daddy's precum. It was so slick on my tongue and my taste buds loved the sting of its sweetness. Slowly, I moved my mouth down a little then back up. I was not sure. "Perhaps I have kissed a man before, and I'll remember something about that while I'm being kissed." I can't just kiss you! It wouldn't be gentlemanly," he protested."Would you please stop being such a dad-blamed gentleman for a moment or two, Bob? How am I to remember anything if no one will assist me in trying?" Millie," he pleaded. "Please understand. There's nothing I'd like to do more than kiss you, but I fear this is a bad idea. It would be like trying to climb a hill in a driving rain. I.