After a few minutes of heaven, she raised her head and look at me.“Dad, may I please sit on your face while I love your cock? Please use your mouth ...o make love to your daughter’s pussy.”“OK.”Dara turned around and straddled my head. She was her mother’s daughter and presented me with a wonderful bright red bush. As soon as she felt my tongue make contact with her labia, Dara put her full body weight on me and pressed her pussy down on my face. She then took my erection as deep as she could. I could see suntan lotion as well as a few odds and ends."Yes, Miss Vanderhoff?" I said, displeasure hidden as best as possible from her. Three whole months I had worked for her, and this was the most I had seen of that delicious body.I was wondering if you might like to take a break back at the house. I have some, uh, chores for you," she said, smiling.I followed her back to the house. I mean, I liked the job and all that, but I was seriously lusting after her, and she had shown no interest in. We played together and went to school together and were friends all through school.Jack is five-eight and has developed some muscles in the last year or so, he was kind of skinny when he was smaller and he has light brown hair and hazel eyes. I didn't know it at the beginning of all this but he has a dick just over six inches (I measured it one afternoon after all this started) and it is circumcised with a pretty head that is the softest thing I've ever touched. Or licked, but that's later.So,. I heartily dislike the euphemisms of today, such as waitperson! These were women--i.e., waitresses. There were a number of male waiters as well.We began with a champaign cocktail which was quickly followed by chilled asparagus. Glasses and plates were barely emptied before we were served a Lemon Sorbet, which was in turn followed by a citrus and walnut salad with Parmesan and peppercorns."My Lord," I gushed, "no wonder our tickets for tonight cost so much. This meal is fantastic and worth every.