It was then that she looked up and saw herself in the bathroom mirror, naked, legs spread wide, pumping herself with her own brush, lusting for exotic...black cock. Her eyes were alight with an almost manic fervour, and she was smiling, smiling as she imagined being ravaged by a better man. "Mmnnnggghh, yes Varun.... I'm ... cumming..." Her second orgasm made her gasp, the sin and the kinkiness of it all... she could wait no longer. She needed more, so much more. More... It occurred to her then,. ", she replied as in a trance.He pushed her back onto the armchair and pulled up her habit, so that he had full view of her naked body from foot to neck. He got off his seat and knelt between her thighs. Burying his face in her pussy he smeared her juices over his face. He put her legs over the arms of the chair and pulled her to the edge of the cushion. She watched as he took hold of his own cock and then studying her open sex, stroked it up and down from her anus to her clit, until her pussy. She was not embarrassed, at all. In fact, she wanted to do it again. 'Emilia,' she thought 'stop it! That's your dad.' But she kept her arms around him, and he kept his around her...She looked up at him, and met his eyes, and suddenly, without any warning, he moved his hands onto her bum. He circled it roughly, and then grabbed it. She jumped, but, she realized, not in a bad way. And suddenly their mouths met, desperate. Their lips parted, and her father put his tongue into his daughter's. She didn't take a lunch break that day. There was no time with 70 employees to service and she was pretty much constantly on the verge of throwing up anyway.She did the managers offices last. Every one of them had stayed late for the occasion. Two of them gave her shit for not doing the managers first. She couldn't believe she was getting reprimanded after everything she'd done today, which was completely outside of her job de***********ion. Was she even paid for this?It was a long day she'd.