‘That was a great night. This morning mom couldn’t stop talking about you.’ ‘What about her suspecting I have been doing more with you than ri...ing beside you to work.’ ‘No she mentioned she’d accepted your assurance you hadn’t touched me. God mothers can be so embarrassing when they go overboard with parental concern. Actually she said you were sexy and had eyed her up.’ ‘Eyed her up? What the hell does that mean?’ Jo giggled and said, ‘You tell me. I bet she’d be a really good poke.’ ‘Jo,’ Mac. "Effie peeled open the envelope and pulled out the sheet of paper inside. She'd half been expecting some money or some music or e-book tokens but this was something else. On heavily embossed paper with a splendid crest at the top were the words. "Booking Confirmation. For Ms Effie Race and guest, on April 17th, the Princess Suite. We hope you enjoy your stay at the Gynarch Hotel." Oh, Grandmama!" Effie exclaimed. "The Gynarch! That's fabulous. I mean it's where they all stay, isn't it? And the. In the mirror, staring back atme, was a beautiful, olive skinned woman, with gorgeous black hair,intense brown eyes, and full red lips. I almost couldn't take mybeautiful eyes off my beautiful face, but I glanced down at my figure.Perfect. I could have been a supermodel. Gorgeous big breasts, longlegs, a perfect ass. I couldn't believe it. My breath quickened. "Ay!" I said. Then things started to get strange. The fog in my mindfelt like it was penetrating deeper. I looked at the. I sighed as I took in Daddy's chiseled chest and the light smattering of hair that trailed down past his belly button. Hooking his thumbs in his silk boxers, he pulled them off and tossed them with the rest of his clothing. My breath caught at the sight of his cock. Hard and long, thick and red, it bobbed blindly between his legs - almost like it was searching for my pussy. Like a metal detector searching for treasure, it throbbed only for a fresh, young cunt. Now my daddy was naked, like me..