“You’re definitely a pain, Dad. A pain in the ass!”Ass. Hmmm. I wonder... Sia grabbed my wrist and tugged my fondling hand out of her jeans. She... twisted around, beautiful eyes shining, the waist of her jeans open enough to reveal the top of soft, white, ribbed cotton with a tiny pink bow on the elastic waist. Why did such innocent panties seem so sexy? My erection hardened even more.Bending, I kissed her gently, my hands tugging her jeans down. They fell in a crumple at her feet. Panties I’d. She continued moving around the table but soon the last song ended and she started getting dressed again. A very quick 10 mins may I add. As she left I had no choice but to ask every at the table to raise their hand if they not now horny. And as I expected no one raised their hands. We ordered another round of drinks and Steve soon got us another girl to come dance, she was a brunette girl from Belgium. She was a bit bigger than the Russian but still toned legs and good looking bum. She had. "What do you mean? I'm your father, for Christ's sake. I can't get you pregnant! What's gotten into you? " I know, Daddy, it's okay. I've thought it about you a lot. You're the only one I trust. I love you, Daddy. I want you to make me the mother of your c***d." She said, placing her small hand on his arm.John briefly pictured his sexy daughter pregnant with his c***d, a slight baby bump showing in her tight little Catholic school girl uniform. He began to get aroused at the thought of his own. She still liked having them touched, licked, and sucked, but in her case, it was like he sucked the whole tip of the breast, and not just the nipple. That was okay, but a good, stiff nipple was better, somehow.Kendra's were large, too. He'd seen some that were like pencil erasers, but these were fat, like a June Bug. They weren't much darker than the areola each sat on, which weren't much darker than her skin. He imagined them to be pink, but couldn't tell for sure in the relative shadow inside.