She was soaking in the tub and the water was clear.I could see her body!My naked daughter!My god!"Sorry, honey, but I just have to..."Although we had ...hat I thought of as a well-rounded father-daughter relationship, I guess because we were alone together that there was something of a maturity between us, so that even though this was out of the ordinary, she didn't jump out of her skin and scream. I guess that she realized my predicament and simply accepted what I was doing.I hauled out my cock,. I asked him what I should do, so he told me to take my clothes off. I stripped down to the bra and panties I had decided to put on. He told me how sexy I looked and unzipped his pants to pull his cock out. He began stroking it and told me to get on my knees and suck it. I got down on both knees and put his big cock in my mouth. I couldn't believe what I was doing since I still considered myself straight. As his cock went in and out of my mouth it felt so good yet so wrong. Since I thought this. I gagged several times and I was shocked, but I surprisingly enjoyed it. He was a rampid horny man and he wanted to fuck and cum. Within a minute or two he pulled out and spurted rich thick spurts of creamy white cum over my veil and the front of my dress. Oh well, thought. Mission accomplished.But not yet. Phil sat next to me and stroked my satin dress, commenting on how wonderful I looked. He didn't pull his pants up and I could see his cock never went soft. I didn't let on that I had more. Any sexual encounter with Marcus is great, although I have a few rules, like no slapping or leaving any marks. “Come to my office around 2pm. Dress up in a dress and heels,” his text reads. Marcus had a thing for feet, pantyhose, stockings and high heels. That gives me an hour. So, I change out of my tekkies and jeans and put on a nice dress that I didn’t need to wear a bra with. I also put on some sexy high-heels and finish off my make-up with lip-gloss. At 2pm, I knock on his office door. I.