She wore extremely short mini skirt and high heeled sandals, which emphasized the nice shape of her legs. The heels were so high that she was standing...practically on the tips of her toes. She didn't wear nylons, her legs were totally bare. She had to put a lotion on them minutes ago, because they were so soft, shinny and moisture. The look on all this flash started to pump blood in my dick again. I tried to think of something else, but it was too late. I started to felt uncomfortable because I. I had a cute little moment when my face nearly hit the floor before my hands. I looked up at him like the most deviant little girl ever created. This was fun. He was grinning. I totally understand why any man would have a desk pet. He was probably on cloud nine knowing he had me, I wanted it and he would give it to me.I let him help me up. I tried to adjust myself. I was pulling my dress down at the same time he started working it up. I relaxed once he took control. I hoped he would actually. ." Kristina lets the sentence trail off as she bends her head down to lick my semi-erect cock. "Would you fuck your dad?" I ask Kristina as her tongue swirls around my cockhead and flits across the sensitive underside. "Which one?" she asks, coyly just before sliding her lips down the length of my shaft. "That's right!" I say excitedly, looking at Lauren. "Kristina could be just as reciprocal for me and mom as you are!" "This isn't funny, Brandon!" Lauren says as she watches Kristina suck me. We sat with cups of coffee in front of the fire, which I had lit when we came into the room.“What’s your alternate plan?” I asked.“We have a roast for tonight. Why not invite Pete, Melanie, and Bethany over for dinner?”“If that’s what you want, I’ll make the calls.”“Yes, please! I can be hostess!” she grinned.“Well, if you’re going to be my date, then we should invite Larry as Bethany’s date as well. That way, there’s an equal number. But you know that Larry and Pete don’t know about us, so we.