He stands next to her, admiring his work, admiring her.His eyes are full of lust, she sees it. She sees love there as well. Respect. But right now, th...e lust is overwhelming. She can see that he is hard under his pants, his cock bulging out. He walks out to the living room, and she can hear the music start playing again. A bit too loud for this time in the evenings. But better than sharing her moans with the neighbours. When he returns, a feeling of understanding hits her, in his hand is her. She was very excited by the gifts, so I told her she should open them while we enjoy our champagne and strawberries. More than agreeable to it, she slinked her sexy body over to the bed, sat down and began removing the items from the bags as I brought the drinks and tray of strawberries over. Apparently I have very good taste in lingerie because she insisted on trying it all on immediately. So she disappeared into the bathroom as I put on some music and enjoyed my champagne. She must have tried. I was stammering as what to say. This situation was the mother of all coincidences. I felt like my manliness melting away and at the same time, something inside was giving me courage, a courage which I am not used to. She was smiling at me while taking the cup of tea. Her smile and her stare were sending me an encrypted message which I couldn’t make out, Should I wait for her to initiate making myself a coward or a Dumbo or else tear up her blouse and attack those Pandora peaks… I was. When Jen was over here last Saturday we made a huge mess by the pool and he didn't complain at all. In fact he gave me a silver chain and lock which is now wrapped around my ankle, so now I mean so much more to him I'm not just his daughter I'm his lover.I kept of the pace with my hands and really wanted to fuck him, to feel his manliness inside of me but I was still sore from the last time. I kept watching his face as my eyes locked onto his and I told him:"Cum for me Daddy, will you come.