With hours to kill we locked the doors and headed off to the office, before long we had started joking that she was a married woman and spending the n...ght with another man and all the usual innuendo that follows, when suddenly she got up walked towards me and sat on my lap, things just seemed to happen in a blur because before long we were frantically kissing and we were stood up with me pinning sarah to the wall as i kissed my away around her neck, my fingers fumbled at her white tight fitting. ”I let my tongue slide from her bellybutton down to her small furry patch of dark hair above her virgin pussy. I rested my head on her mound, hugging my daughter’s pussy. As I lay there enjoying my daughter’s skin against my cheek, I suddenly smelled her sweet nectar emanating from her young tight flower.“You smell so good babydoll, I wanna kiss your pussy, spread your legs so daddy can look at and taste your pussy ok?”“Ok, mmmm, how’s this daddy?” Heather’s legs were spread wide as I stared at. Priya smoothed her skirt before entering the office of her boss, krisha, the ceo of the company his father had founded thirty eight years ago! Like every other morning for the past two years, she brought along his coffee, her memo pad, and of course his copy of the morning paper! “good morning, mr. Krisha,” she said in an upbeat voice, “anything special on the agenda for today!?!” krisha took the coffee from her out stretched hand and replied, “nothing on the horizon, priya, but i am expecting. The smooth nylon creeps up my legs and the lace top stops smack in the middle of my thighs. I'm still spinning in a circle, trying to get a better look at the back of my legs, when the doorbell rings. I jump into the air and scramble to the window. I crack the curtains and peer out hesitantly. An audible sigh of relief, its just the delivery guy. But I'm still dressed as a girl. My mind races. I'll never get changed in time. My mum had given Glen, our delivery guy, a spare key for if she's not.