She took a little brush and took a few swipes at some lipstick. She sat down beside me and told me to part my lips and hold still. I obeyed and felt a...light touch on my lips from the brush. Carla finished with the brush and had me blot my lips on some tissue. She handed me a mirror."Gross," I exclaimed. It wasn't really but I was unsettled by how ... feminine I looked. I picked up a tissue to wipe it off but Carla grabbed my wrist."Don't you want your kiss, Georgette?" Georgette?"Yeah sure .... I didn’t think my almost sheer sports bra that did nothing to hide my well-defined nipples or my white lace thong would be appropriate for nocturnal use on the lobby sofa. It was what I preferred to sleep in except for those times I slipped under the sheets totally “au natural”. The ride up in the elevator to the fifth floor was sheer torture.I had no idea what to say to Mister Peter Murphy and I could tell he was completely out of synch with the situation. I sensed he was a very private. She walked up to me and asked, “So, where were we?”“Oh, I know, I was sucking your cock,” she said, as she slid back down on her knees.She pulled my cock out of my pants, looking up at me she said, “I fucking love sucking you.”With that she put my cock into her mouth, sucking it all in. I stood there watching her again, suck me like a pro. The thought of being recorded did do something to me. I knew I could watch this again and again.I started to pull out, so I could fuck her tight cunt again,. ” She pulls away a little and adds, so that Joyce can hear, “Try to relax today, Daddy. You look tired.” The girl smiles when her father turns a light shade of red. He starts stammering something about having a good day when she cuts him off. “I hope you’re not getting whatever Mom has.”“I’m sure I’m not getting sick,” he says.Candace smiles at him. “That’s good. Can I have some money? I’m going out for a few hours with Becky.”He hands her some money and she kisses him on the cheek before.