I’d asked Jordan if she wanted to meet her dad and Rachel before the wedding and she thought that would be a good idea. The trip would only be about...an hour and a half each way so we could leave in the morning, have lunch and supper with them then come back home. Jordan talked to her dad on the phone and we arranged a Saturday to go to see them.The trip to Jordan’s dad was very nice. The sky was clear and sunny and the temperatures weren’t too hot so we could really enjoy ourselves. Rachel was. ” Joshua ordered, licking his lips. From just how quickly her eyes opened and she started to obey it was clear that she hadn’t been truly asleep - just waiting for a new order to be given to her. When his daughter was standing in front of him in her little pants and white t-shirt, Joshua spoke again. “Claire, lift up your shirt for me. Show me your breasts, baby.”Joshua’s cock twitched as he watched his daughter reach down and grip the bottom of her shirt. She slowly lifted it up, exposing her. When that thin line parts it displays another set of pinkish sensitivity, a small clitoris that makes you touch yourself discretely, or the more dangerous opening, the one that requires the same clitoris to propel you onto a cock to fuck, yes, no matter how beautiful you are, or how sophisticated or refined, a fuck is a fuck, everything else is just a support system, you use to lure men inside you, it's like a cock, a man just supports it, he allows himself to get hard, because a girl like me. “Lets go upstairs where we can be more comfortable.” She whispered.Taking me by the hand she led me up the stairs to her bedroom. When we entered the room I could see that she had switched on the bedside lights and the covers were already turned down. At the foot of the bed she turned and pulled me into her arms. I could feel the firm bulge of her stomach pressing against me as we kissed. I slipped my hands down and pulled the knot of her robe. The sides slipped open exposing her beautiful body.