She'd said something about aching and wanting his help.Being a good sissy wife and father, he'd helped his Daughter - byallowing her to use his body h...owever she wished.He snapped himself out of his reverie and looked into the eyes of hisDaughter. It was obvious that she was waiting for his answer. He smiledwidely and nodded his head once."Whatever you wish, my dear. Your daddy is always willing to help you."John said meekly; obediantly.Angela pushed back her chair with a smile and she took her. Even at college, I onlydated the nice guys, the jocks hardly even look at me.I'm too much of a nice girl!!! Sigh!!! But I recently found an evening job at a bar that paysdecently even if the crowd isn?t that decent!!! I wear a wig and heavy make upto disguise myself so that no one recognizes me. We waitresses have to wearreally short skirts with net hose and g strings. and a flimsy shirt that showsmore than in covers. Initially I was really embarrassed to wear these clothes,but now I can?t. The garters run across the middle of my ass cheeks, holding those silky smooth stockings. See the seams running down the back of my legs? They frame perfectly what should be the center of your world right now. See how pretty I am? See my sex, and how it wants you?’ He easily remembers times before when she has given him just this view. It is not difficult for him to picture looking at her freshly waxed pussy. The lovely puckered little flower of her ass sitting above it framed by those black. Jill was squeezing her own tits. Jill glanced at me, saw what I was doing and immediately dropped to her knees, fumbling at my belt. I glanced over to where Conner was sucking Lisa's nipples while the struggled to get each other's pants down. Jill had my cock out, and stroked it gently as she turned me slightly, so she could still watch them as she slid my cock into her mouth. Conner's pants were around his knees, Lisa's were around her ankles, allowing her to spread her legs. Conner.