Then her mind snapped back to the present, it was now almost ten of seven. She quickly got dinner on the table and then came the knock on the door. It... was a little early, but right on time (what she had started to call “John’s time”). It was John, wearing slacks and a polo shirt. With flowers and a bottle of wine. Again, despite the fact she knew she should expect this kind of treatment, it still surprised her. And in a good way. John came in and they began to make small talk, but now Kate was. She moaned quietly as my hands surrounded her heavy breasts and gently lifted, squeezing them. Our tongues twirled together as her hands slid down my back and over my ass."You're so... manly... so strong," she whispered as her hands traveled around my body.With my hands on her ass, I pulled her into me, pressing my hard cock into her, and turned her towards the desk. I pushed her ass against the desk and slid my hands up her body, massaging her breasts and feeling her hard nipples under the. Your tits feel so good pressed against me. My cock is hard as you kiss me. Baby, what do you want from me?" She answered "Daddy, I need you to touch my body, kiss my tits, feel my pussy. I want to suck your cock and stroke it. I want your cock in my cunt. I want you to fuck me all night. Look. Your cock is so hard and so big. Don't you want to fuck me daddy?"She then pressed her body to her dad once again and kissed him giving him a deep tongue kiss. She took his hand and placed it on her full. She found Bill already there. He had found some bread and cut it into slices, but was staring around the kitchen with a confused expression on his face."Good morning," she said cheerfully. "Did you sleep well?"He nodded. "Yes, I did. I was going to make some breakfast," he continued, "but it looks like my people have resources that you don't. I don't know if I am going to be able to cook using what you have here." Why should you cook?" she asked. "I am the woman. I will cook for you."His look.