The Daughter
Last night she watched me fuck her mother. This morning I called her on it.
I had just poured my second cup when she walked through the door. Fuck, she was beautiful. That bedhead, strawberry blonde hair framing her pixie face. Those bedroom eyes, button nose, red cocksucker lips. And that short nightshirt with those pink teddy bears. She was a walking wet dream. She paused in the doorway, hands clasped at her waist. Her eyes scanned me uneasily. I was wearing my short khaki shorts and nothing el...