“A friend you have met at Uni is she?”There was silence again. “It’s a he actually.”“Oh!”I hadn’t expected that and I found myself loo...ing up at Sue. I could tell from the look on her face that she already knew.“Well I suppose... he could have the guest room.”There was more silence and I braced myself. “I... I was wondering if he could sleep in my room with me.”I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say. I’m sure it’s a thing all fathers go through when they realize that their daughters are. Dark eyes and eyebrows, thin lips and a button nose. She actually reminded me a bit of Chip and Dale with her nose and the way her eyes were placed. I dont mean to infer she was unattractive, she was very cute, in that scrunchy face. Her smile was what sold her though, it was perfectly symmetrical with blazing white teeth. Like I said she was no model, but she was plenty desireable and she wore a skirt or dress in all her pictures and always had her hair done a different way. Lipstick and eye. Long up and down strokes over the opening, making it wetter and wetter, tantalising it. The fingers slowly massaging its outer rim, probing ever so slightly, soft moans coming from above, the body twitching, legs flailing, the feel and sounds of pure enjoyment.The tongue leaves and its owner slides back up the prostrate body, lying between its legs, its finger manipulating that hairy entry. Mouths meet, tongues combine and bodies press close together. The cock slips under the sperm filled. Her eyes narrowed and, astonishing me, my daughter shuddered. She was cumming! Her hold on my erection became a grip. I rubbed her clit gently and she trembled through her climax, soft and sexy. Her eyes closed and she whispered, “Daddy.”I almost came. I’d never experienced anything like it; a woman responding so quickly to my touch. No. Not a woman. In my eyes, Cara was still my young daughter, beautiful and desirable.Her eyes opened slowly. She smiled. “Much better than my fantasy,” she said.