He was shorter than George, about five foot, eight inches and looked like he worked out. He came up to the door and rang the bell. I answered and he i...troduced himself as Nick, George's assistant. I instantly felt disappointed but let Nick do the inspection. What choice did I have? As Nick was wrapping things up, his phone rang. He excused himself and came back in a minute later.Nick asked to see the upstairs again, so I followed him up. He went into the room with the bed and looked at me with. I felt my softening prick slide out of her. I lay there for several minutes in silence, thoughts racing through my mind. I had almost raped my daughter. “Thank you, Daddy,” she murmured. “That was wonderful. You made me so happy, and it felt soooo good.” I was speechless once again… what did she expect me to say? She snuggled up to me. “I want your cock inside me every night for the rest of my life.” “Thank you, Daddy,” she murmured. “That was wonderful. You made me so happy, and it felt soooo. ‘Oh I’m in heaven!’ I thought. I took in the sight before me, beautiful, slim, firm body, pert breasts and neatly trimmed, hairy pussy. I warmed some more oil in my hands and began to gently massage her chest, stomach, moving down just stealing the odd little touch of her beautiful pussy, rolling her nipples between thumb and forefinger and taking great delight in watching everything becoming swollen and wet.As we kissed, she undressed me and soon I was naked, my cock hard, pre-cum was. He pauses after one stroke, seemingly relieved. He returns back to his original spot for another long, smooth stroke. I feel the razor blade gliding across my skin.I see his face, jaw tightly clenched in concentration, and feel such a strong connection to him. My husband is doing something very intimate for me. And I love it. After two strokes, he picks up the showerhead and rinses me off saying, ” Let’s have a look.”His fingers trace the newly shaven skin and he smiles in satisfaction. I raise.