She noticed what my eyes were focused on and said, “Like what you see?” I nodded enthusiastically.She kissed me passionately running her fingers t...rough my hair then down my back. She whispered in my ear, “I can’t wait to fuck your little tight ass after tonight you’ll never be the same.” I was breathing heavy as she kissed my neck and grouped my ass. She moved my hand to the huge bulge in her pants. I grabbed it wondering how big it was and softly traced the outline along the inside of her. Daddy?? Dan’s heart stopped. Did she know he was here?“That’s my good little girl,” Roger said as he shoved his cock back into her throat. He looked up, noticing the questioning look on Dan’s face. “Don’t worry, she’s not my real daughter. The slut just has a Father/daughter fantasy and I don’t mind helping her play it out,” he explained.Dan’s mind was reeling. His daughter had fantasized about him? The mere notion had his cock growing in his pants. Or was it watching his little girl suck cock?. Her look of amazement was quickly replaced with theprofessional, caring look that she usually maintained."You've heard of her then?" I asked Mary. I really wanted to hear herthoughts on Sarah before I continued."I have," Mary replied with a short laugh. "My daughter is one of yourbiggest fans already. She has two of your posters in her room and keepslistening to your song over and over." There are posters?" I asked. Mary chuckled slightly at the confusedlook on my face. I didn't know that there. Although I had heard of it already, I didn't know that Vanya had beenthere before, but she seemed to know the area quite well. We visited afew sex-shops, which were far bolder than those in Amsterdam, and therewere several people, men and women, openly studying the magazines andvideos, which catered for every conceivable taste, as well as thetremendous ranges of sex-toys. Among the latter I recognised a fewitems that Vanya had introduced into our lives over the previous years,but we didn't buy.