"Mmmm... show's not over yet, Daddy," Kelly said with a smile, her eyes locked hotly to mine. I swear, her gaze seemed to smolder. Then for a moment h...r gaze dropped to my lap and I knew my daughter was watching me jerk off, but it only turned me on more. Before she looked away she smiled a little broader – then she started to dance again.At this point, just when I thought things were about to settle down to a couple girls just dancing nude, since they had nothing left to strip off, my daughter. Mornings went on same as me hugging her from behind, squeezing boobs and there was not much resistance as days went by. Till now I was doing her upper body, but my main aim was down there in my birth hole. So like a week or so after getting satisfied with her boobs I planned to go down.As usual, mom came to my room after my dad slept. Today I asked her can I remove her nighty she thought a bit. Later she said ok as she got used to me by now. Now she was in her bra panty and skirt which they. “Look at you,” he taunted, “getting my pants wet. You are a bad girl. I need to teach you a lesson.”Chantal looked up, licked her lips, and said, “Oh Daddy, I’ve been such a bad girl, you should punish me.” Tony pushed her away, still on her knees, and undid the belt on his pants. He let them slide to the floor and he turned around. He thrust his ass backwards, the full chocolate mounds filling out his tightie whities. He wiggled his ass in her face and she pulled the waistband down to. “Err, yes. That’s fine. Should we book?” Allison tried to regain control of the conversation. “I think it gets quite busy.”“Don’t worry I’ll see to that. I’ll see you there. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m with another client.” With that June Calloway rang off leaving Allison wondering if she had indeed been dressed as Allison had, at first, assumed.Some hours later, Allison made her way over the Thames, across the Millennium Bridge, towards the bulk of the old Bankside Power Station looming in.