Glancing over his magazine with the same unconcerned look on his face she had seen so many times before, he snapped, ‘Can’t you see I’m reading?...’ His eyes fell back to the magazine. With her pride ruffled a little and her feelings ruffled a lot, but her determination still firmly intact, she stormed back into the bathroom. With great care, she peeled the photo of Tyra Banks from the mirror, along with the tape holding it. Carefully carrying the photo facedown in the palm of her hand, she. “I never thought I could find bras that fit at Target but I got four new ones. Want to see them?” she asked. “Sure girl, show me the lot,” I replied cheerfully, never expecting just how she was going to show me the bras. “Great! I’ll be right back,” Gloria said grabbing the bags and heading towards her bedroom. A few minutes later Gloria emerged in a pair of sheer panties with a matching bra. They were black, lacy things, and barely covering anything. She spun around joyfully, her hair. You could see that she didn’t want to disappoint her father as she smiled at me as she stroked me. “I know it looks big to you honey, but be a good girl for daddy and give it a try.”Britney’s fingers were caressing my head as more and more blood was rushing into my shaft. I was so excited at the mere fact that it was my beautiful daughter stroking me and she said, “It’s so long daddy. I don’t know if I can do it.” She released my cock as if she wanted to change her mind after all of her teasing. ”“Well today you’re drinking,” she shot back, punctuating the statement by blowing a smoke ring into his face. Matt wafted it away, suppressing a cough as she laughed at his reaction.“You know those things will kill you,” he said, but she just rolled the cigarette around with her tongue and winked at him.“Loosen up, kid.”The barman returned and handed them their glasses, filled with ice and amber liquid. Matt took a tentative sip, finding it smooth and pleasant, the drink warming his belly. The.