She giggled and replied "thought you might". I didn't even bother to undress her, just pushed her skirt up and gently eased down her skimpy white lacy...knickers. OMG!!! What a shock, what a hairy fanny she had and I'd only seen it from the back, god knows what the front would be like. I mean properly hairy, from her pussy slit right up the crack to her bum hole. There was so much hair it covered her pussy slit and as I parted her little bum cheeks I realised why. She had such a neat little slit. "Just a minute, I think I have some recent pictures of her," Bridget said as she rose and rummaged through her desk. Returning to her seat, she handed me a half dozen color snapshots showing a tall beautiful red haired young lady who bore a striking resemblance to Bridget. She was smiling and posing for the camera. The last photo in the stack was one of her at a beach wearing a skimpy black string bikini. It showed off her hard pert breasts and tiny waist, which flared out to sensuous hips.. "Daddy! You're not supposed to see!" What about them!?!" I said. I waved an indignant hand to the bow of the ship.They waved back."They're supposed to see!" David!" called Wendy."Yes, dear?" Come take the helm," she demanded."What about..." I waved.They waved back."Come take the wheel!" she stamped her foot.Uhoh.I stepped to the steering station."David. Eyes front." But what about..." Your daughter has two years to practice before she goes on the hunt," Wendy said.I looked back, Wendy elbowed. Holding my breath, I waited for whether she would come. I just wanted her away from Bree, not to hurt her. I exhaled as her body finally gave. Smiling, she raised her gown and drifted to my side of the bed, straddling me. She leaned forward, and her exotic scent flirted with my already hardened cock. As she pulled the bodice of the gown down, exposing her breasts. Full and ripe, larger than Bree’s, they nuzzled my face. I wanted to push her away. But part of me didn’t want to cause a stir. The.