He knew he had to escort her to his room, but he was expecting a little teen girl, not a beautiful young lady.He greeted her with a hug and a fatherly... kiss to the forehead. He whispered, “You stinker, you look beautiful!” He looked down at her short dress. “They will think I’m bringing a working lady to my room and not my daughter. On second thought, you look legal age now and not like I’m bringing an underage child to my room.”She just giggled and said, “I haven’t had lunch yet, feed. What was she doing here in the United States? Theoretically, I could ask her this, but we haven’t met.I thought about getting up and making my way through the water to get her attention. Turns out I didn’t have to. She saw me first.She turned around and noticed me laying down. She locked eyes with me. I could’ve looked away to keep it cool, but I didn’t want to. She didn’t either. Because she kept her eyes in my view as if she found the prize.I gave her a slight heads-up to acknowledge her. She. "Stacy was starting to tremble woundering how he could know, she thought for a moment."I don't have any money with me." Well you best go get some and hurry cause I ain't gonna be here long."Stacy turned to walk away and glanced over her shoulder only to see him looking at her sexy long legs, wondering if she could go through with this. By the time she reached her office, not pausing for a moment, reached her purse and found only thirty dollars and some change. Taking the thirty out,"God, can I. My coarse hands were stroking and cupping hairy balls as I let my eyes drink my daughter's lust filled body in. Her breasts were pushed together with the side of her left arm while her right hand was busy teasing her nipples (I was astonished by this later on when I realized that she was right handed). The sweet smell of her open slit filled my nostrils as I stared at her hips thrust up in passion, her fingers frantically rubbing her clitoris as pussy juices dripped down into the cleavage of.