I smiled as I did it to try not and offend him. He said he was sorry but couldn’t resist. I don’t know why, but I tried to joke with him and asked...him if he could guess what color my g-string was. His eyes popped wide open and he said “oh boy, I would have to guess the same color as your dress – blue”. I embarrassingly conceded that he was right. All of a sudden, I noticed there was a bulge rubbing against my stomach!! Yup, Joe was hard as a rock and he was pulling me into him and rubbing his. He saw her carefully hide the collar and then watched her take off her panties and remove her butt plug. From the mirror in her bathroom, he could see her shaving her pussy. He smiled. When she came out of the bathroom, she look so perfectly clean, so pretty, so sexy. He saw her clean her butt plug and then it back in with a little grunt as she forced it in. Good girl. He then watched her put on the rest of her little girl clothes and go off to school.Daisy struggled to pay attention in school. It’s a guilty pleasure. I was around three when she left so my daddy has pretty much been my whole family. I don’t know what I would do without him. I mean, he taught me everything. Even the more personal stuff like what a period was. I’m now seventeen and a full grown woman. Guys throw themselves at me, but I only have eyes for one – my daddy. I know he feels the same too. A man can’t help but lust over young bait, especially when it has 32C perky tits staring right back. Not to mention a. The choice of the Grateful Dead t-shirt was for my benefit. She had to pass up half a dozen shirts to find that one. I knew I was going to be a gentleman. Amber had asked for a boundary and I wasn’t going to violate it. Oddly, having her sleeping next to me in bed was more important than my desire for sex. It was strange that my libido was shifting in that direction. Amber came out of the bathroom and I smiled when I noticed she had run a comb through her hair as well. There were many ways for.