You’re gonna be late again, get the hell out of bed!” Willow smiled then opened her eyes. She looked at the closed door and snickered to herself about the way her father had reacted. She had heard him coming so she kicked the blanket off, closed her eyes to a slit then mature waited for him to come in. He thought her eyes were closed but they weren’t. She wanted him to see her with nothing on, she wanted him to see that blonde she was more woman than girl, she wanted to watch his reaction to her nudity. She wanted to get his mind working about her, for her. He stood outside her door his chest slowly deflating from the deep breath he had been holding. Holy hell, what was that? He hadn’t seen his girl nude since she was maybe six and hadn’t realized that in the years since then she could change so radically. She was his baby for Christ's sake but the young woman he just saw was far, far from childhood, she was ready for childhood. He turned from her door still shaken from the sudden exposure to Willow in the buff and went to calm the inner turmoil with a cup of coffee. He was divorced. His ex-wife had left them both, husband and daughter to live with a fucking lowlife Accountant, the same fucking lowlife that used to handle their taxes. Well now he was handling his ex and not the taxes. Willow’s mother decided the girl anal didn’t fit in her new lifestyle so she not too subtly discarded her also. For the last three years father and daughter were a team paired to each other by kinship, circumstance and the failed family life. In that time Willow suffered through the twin agonies of high school and puberty. Her dad did his best to keep the oral passage through the years smooth but she suffered some rough rides along the way. In the last few months as her physical maturity peaked and the hormonal insanity of puberty weakened its hold on Willow she began to feel more womanly. The burgeoning woman began to yearn for intimacy: male orgasm intimacy. Willow was getting horny more often, more intensely as her childhood slipped rapidly into the past. “So what, you think I have this big crush on you?” Phil challenged her. Hunter licked her outstretched hand. My pussy just brushing his already hard cock. “We are superior oral to that scrap of paper!” "Katie... it's okay," I said, rubbing her back softly. The hand then moved round to orgasm my bum and the body that had been pressing into my back, wasn’t any more. Chloe got an army of beanie babies and other stuffed animals, the little faces and bodies making her eyes widen. As they got closer, Evan could tell there was a note on the door, probably for him. Soon she felt hands grasp and toy with her rear, fingers digging deep into her. When the popcorn was empty they asked for some more wine. anal There is no room for failure. While mature Darleen was in the bathroom blonde I inquired about Amy. Sorry Josie.” Dad whispered. Her dusky nipples thrust hard before her, begging to be loved. Her arms were hanging by her side.