." he said, his voice trailing off."But tonight what, Daddy?" she asked, prodding him to complete his sentence.He took her hand and looked her in her ...parkling blue eyes, "Tonight you look so... grown up and so beautiful. It's like I am seeing you in a whole new way–as if I had been gone for ten years and am seeing you for the first time again," he said.Heather smiled at him. "Daddy, I AM grown up... at least mostly. And I dress in those regular clothes because I don't go anyplace like this. He starts rubbing my pussy, as I get wet he starts sliding his fingers in my pussy. My nipples are getting hard and I know some people see and know what's going on. They call us to get seated he slides his fingers out of my pussy. I grab his hand and suck all my pussy juice off his fingers. I love how good my pussy taste. We get seated and I slide my foot out of my heel and start rubbing his leg. He told me I'm dressed like a slut so be one. I slide my other heel off and started rubbing my feet. He pushed deep into me and grabbed my hips. This wasn’t making love. This was fucking. Built up lust that needed to be released. Both of us so horny, that the risk of getting caught didn’t stop us. Or maybe, it just turned us on even more. He fucked me hard. His pulled back and slammed into me, each thrust shaking my whole body. It felt so damn good, but this time I made sure to keep my moans to myself. His hands went into my shirt again. I pulled my sports bra up so he could have better. That hungry look. Now, as for Kitty... her dancing was made for this. Her curves were ample. Her routine had more tease and more pinch of personality in it. She teased us as she took her jeans off, showing her pink panties. She shook her ass slowly, changing paces. Eventually, she teased as she took off her bra, showing her big breasts, but not at first. She had her hands over her nipples. This is where I looked in her eyes. She was slow grinding. She had experience.After the.