We brought the drinks to the living room interrupting them in mid kiss. I said to Ashley, “Oh so you did bring the mistletoe?” Ashley giggled with...embarrassment and pulled the mistletoe out of her pocket waiving it at me. I said, “Oh my, it didn’t look like he was kissing you there in your pocket, but maybe before we walked out?” Ashley blushed as I took the mistletoe from her and told them all it was time for dinner and we would take this up later. We all ate rather quickly, it seemed that we. This was also when I first put my hand on her thighs and started caressing them. She gave out a little moan and told me how much she liked it. Similar to last time, she ran to her room when we heard the garage door starting to open, coming out of her room wearing a pair of shorts. From then on, whenever Katie was not home, her outfit usually consisted of her wearing only a top and panties. It was an understanding between us that it was our little secret. I loved watching her walk around. .so good...so fucking hard."Her words drove him even more mad with desire that had to be sated. Tom felt his cum rise, and his first thought was to pull out before he spurted inside his daughter."Brin, I'm going to..." Cum! Cum, I know, Dad," Brin spit out. "Fucking cum inside me, it's ok, it's okay...oh, god, I'm cumming, daddy, I cumming too...ohhhhhhhhh."Her words drove Tom over the edge and he erupted. He felt like it was his first orgasm as he emptied himself into his wonderful, wanton. He strolled downtown, not much happening on a Tuesday morning. Perhaps he could find the hairdresser he spent the weekend in/with, he grinned at the inside joke. At least she promised him a free haircut, or perhaps she was up to some lunchtime naughtiness. If he could just remember the name of the place. She said it was a fairly new salon on the main street, which was not of much help because he did not often frequent that kind of establishment. “Paris hairstyle” - looked promising, he went in,.