......................L.V:The black dress was the right choice. I didn’t want to dress her like a whore, she is only just 18 after all but I did wan... something that showed off just how woman she really was, Probably more for my own satisfaction than anyone else’s and boy did I find the right dress. The cheap imitation silk material let’s her nipples poke through even though they aren’t hard. The thin strappy lets her waste of space father see the evidence of just how hard his precious little. “Yes it does.” She giggled.Emily worked her way lower and began messaging my ass. I could feel my pussy start to salivate with her every touch. She finished up the back of my legs and I flipped over on my back. “I’ll do your front for you too.” She smiled.“Sounds good to me.”After replenishing the oil on her hands, she went to work on my flat tummy. Emily’s hands drifted Northward, and easily brushed aside my top that held on by my neck strap. My massive tits gleamed with oil as Emily gently. Mom says that a clean kitchen is a good kitchen.’ It was almost dark by the time she led me to her bedroom, in the back of the second story. I had two small glasses of some exotic liqueur. ‘Take your clothes off and put them on the chair. I’ll be right back.’ I was down to my briefs when she returned, minus all her clothes, with two towels. She nodded at my waist. ‘Those too.’ In the dim light, the naked figure was more exotic than the liqueur. Behind the house, on an extension of the deck, was. I talked and joked with her as I did with all the cast and crew, but I showed her no special treatment. By her looks, speech and dress I guessed her age at maybe eighteen, I was in my mid 30's.One of the females in the show named Kathy had become good friends with Shawna. Kathy spoke to me in private after the opening night performance and informed me that Shawna was heartbroken. It seems she had worn an all black ensemble in my honor and I failed to take notice. Apparently Shawna had overheard.