Julia's fingers flashed over her bud, her hips rising up from the bed with each thrust of her father's hips. While the pain remained, it was a tiny, i...significant part of the feelings flooding her every pore. "Oh — oh, Daddy. Oh yes," she gasped as the pressure of her imminent climax mounted.With a series of gasps, moans, and squeals, Julia came. Dean paused with his cock half buried inside her, simply watching her climax. Her back arched up from the bed and her walls clenched tightly around. "Ryan is in his room doing some homework and Myra is in the den watching some reality show."As they chatted, Myra walked in with her long brown hair in a ponytail humming a song."Hey daddy," She said sweetly.Gerald hugged his daughter and she sat with them at the dinner table."Daddy, I need to ask for a favor and please try to say yes."Gerald looked at his daughter with doubt. She was growing to be a beautiful young lady just like her mother. He only hoped she would never turn out like Elle and. . And I weigh about 155 and wear Coke-bottle glasses.”“Would you do me a favor?” I asked.“Of course!” she instantly replied. “What do you need?”“Two things,” I replied. “First, I would like you to see an ophthalmologist I’ve used. He does remarkable things with his magic laser; a sister of mine went from 20/500 to 20/20 in a few moments. Oh, yeah...” I added, “it’s all paid for. Second, if I send over an exercise machine for you, would you use it? It’s a brand-new model from Female Fitness. He stood before me, his hard muscled body contrasted by the expressionless mask. It was somewhat surreal. I sighed and told him to sit. He obliged. I stood about three feet from him. I peeled my blouse over my head, dropping it at his feet. Then my skirt, falling around my ankles. I seductively stepped out. I rubbed my hands slowly over my body as he watched. I could hear his breathing getting faster. I reached the clasp in the front of my bra. I slowly unclasped it, teasing him. I stood before.