We fall into a kiss passionate enough to wake Sleeping Beauty and my body starts to tingle. Our tongues mingle and slow dance to their own song. His t...eth my bites lips and hands graze my body. From my ears to my hips his hands move in passionate motions. Sending chills up my spine and shallow breaths through my lungs as he sucks and bites my neck. His hands unbutton my blouse and undo my bra while his tongue makes its way to the middle of my neck. Flashbacks of times before flicker through my. He chuckled, and he touched her pussy again…but this time it wasn’t his fingers. Krista gasped and tightened her ass cheeks as she felt her father’s hard cock poke at the entrance to her pussy. No matter what, she couldn’t do that, couldn’t let him fuck her, couldn’t have…i****t.He held onto her hips and pushed forward, and he moaned. It was the moan that did it. The sound of her sweet Daddy’s approval. The sound he made when eating her cooking, only deeper and more meaningful. She relaxed. As she walked to the kitchen I watched her huge pale butt wobbling then my cock started to harden again when she bent over and I got my first rear view of the huge mat of hair between her legs and running between her cheeks. She came back with two cold drinks rubbing the glasses against her big nippes making them red and hard. She dipped a finger into her Coke and ran it up and down her slit, parting the haor and showing her pink hard clitoris. She told me that it was just like a small version. The seating area was complete with four folding metal chairs and a photograph of the building I was sitting in.That was it.It didn't matter much, because the receptionist was back in a flash and led me down a long hall, to a large, but utilitarian office, where the man himself waited behind a metal desk, rifling through the mail. I would have thought a billionaire wouldn't read the incoming advertisements, but Tom DeBusque apparently kept his hand on everything.When I had been properly.