Of course, not ten minutes into the journey, she couldn't mistake the hand that had started to grope her ass, a hand she constantly batted away. Every...time she turned she only found bored looking faces that said nothing as to the culprit, and every time she turned, without fail someone grabbed what little tit meat she had.Then someone took it a little farther, and her skirt dropped to the ground, showing off her pristine white knickers, a little damp from the heat of the car. She turned, in. We would turn left at the intersection and be at our door in a few paces. “Race you to the top,” I breathed. “What? You’ll just get your ass kicked, Babe,” she breathed back. I merely quickened my pace and started leaving her behind. She started running faster to keep up, and her run grew into a light sprint. I let her, giving her a head start before picking up my own pace. With her a few yards ahead of me I kept up, virtually breathing in her neck. From behind her, I had the perfect view… I. Her arse was firm, round and huge. Somewhere in between those cheeks she wore a g-string. She toyed with this, and pulled them in and out, until they were finally flicked away. She bent down and touched her toes a few times. I couldn’t help but poke my foot between her legs, and rub her pussy from behind. I could tell she didn’t expect that, but she enjoyed it. My food rubbed against her pussy, until she pushed my leg down, and turned to face me.A goddess stood in from of me. She. .." she could see his face growing red as he tightened his grip on the pen he had been holding."Maybe I need to be a little stricter with you. I know I'm busy with work a lot, but you need a little more discipline."Mara had no idea what her dad was getting at. She shifted her weight onto the other leg and stared at the wall behind him. He pushed his chair out from under the desk and stood up, fixing his daughter with a stern gaze. "Come here." He motioned next to him. She rolled her eyes at him.