I’ve called her Sarah – yes I know that turns you on, me too” he laughed. “I’m just showing her the ex’s clothes – I think that Sarah co...ld fit very nicely – she’s already shaping up to be a nice compliant little slut” He looked back at me and smiled and I smiled nervously back. “Yes, the usual – I’m Daddy and you’ll all be her uncles. Yes I’m looking forward to the breaking in the daughter/niece role play as well”He was talking about me! I was the slut he was talking about to his friend, the. While at home and alone, she rarely sported anything more than a thigh-length t-shirt and panties, but whenever we went out, she lied to dress for maximum eye appeal. She was definitely a head-turner, yet she did not think she was anything special, a self-effacing humility trait that I came to admire over time.Not long after we started dating, I decided to take Chloe to a comedy club. The club had a small bar in the back and the venue had rows of barstools and a rose decorated table-top around. "To be truthful her legs were just a little short and she always longed that they were a few inches longer. For the next ten minutes or so she was lost to all intelligent thoughts, she only grunted as I thrust into her.It was getting late and time for me to take her home. I rolled off the bed and found my jeans and T-shirt."Lets get you home," I said smiling down at her still naked body.Completely dressed I could stand and watched while she found her knickers and pulled them on."Don't put your. When he saw her in this way, he quickly removed all of his clothing, his penis already hard, and sat on her bed. She mounted him eagerly, and started to grind on his cock. She was moaning loud, with her head thrown back, her boobs bouncing with each movement. Little did Emilia realize, her Dad had come home early, the football had been cancelled due to the weather, and through the crack in the door, he could see everything. He'd come upstairs at first, just to see what all of the noise was.