“I don’t like Burger King; their fries are too bland.” “Then you better take me somewhere nice” she said before leading me to the waiting car. My eyes were locked on her back, she was taking long strides on the high heels which caused her hips to rock provocatively with each step; my prick took a deep breath, she definitely wasn’t a girl anymore. In the car Zina refreshed her lip gloss and eyes in a blowjob mirror, capped the makeup then turned to me, “Dad, this has been a fantastic night so far, it must be costing you a fortune.” I watched her lips as she spoke and had to fight down an urge to kiss the words from them. I answered, “When I’m on the job I travel all over the world, all my expenses are paid, plus I get per diem and often hazardous job pay. I still get my regular salary but almost never touch it, I don’t need to. The last time I spent a heap of money is when I bought my house in New Haven. Don’t worry about what asian I spend for you or on you, this is your night Zina, enjoy it.” My daughter gave me a dazzling smile, graced the corner of my mouth with her fresh glossed lips, then leaned back on the seat of the car and took my left hand in hers. She pulled it until it was lying on her thigh, her hand covered mine, holding me like that she closed her eyes. The palm of my hand was covering the hem of the dress, my fingers were lying on the nylon japanese sheathed leg. The carnal interest in my daughter that had been slowly growing through the evening broke free of weakened moral restraints and warmed my balls. My cock began to gain some serious weight. I was self-conscious of where my hand was and what my nuts were telling me, so I tried to move my hand from Zina’s leg but her fingers tightened slightly, keeping me in place. The silent invitation to keep my hand on her encouraged me to lightly stroke her with the tip of my fingers. She either didn’t feel my caress, or she liked the caress; either way, she remained quiet with her eyes closed. At the restaurant I was again treated to the same view I got at the theater, only the second time it seemed to take her a bit longer to emerge from the car, giving me two extra moments of bare thigh and black panties. As I held her hand she looked directly into my eyes and smiled, not a daughter smile, but the intimate smile of a woman for a man she is attracted to. The rush of blood to my head made me dizzy and that time I was not at all shamed by the thoughts that stampeded through my mind. I ordered wine, the sommelier did not hesitate or question my daughter’s age. As she was sipping the predinner wine we talked about the show then the conversation moved through her future at the University then turned to my job. It was a normal conversation without intimacy or hidden meaning. We sipped wine for the entire two hours we enjoyed the long, superb dinner. As we left the restaurant Zina wrapped both hands around my arm and rested her head on my shoulder as we walked to the car. Her hair was brushing my cheek, her nearness was creating havoc in my briefs. It was near midnight and I could tell the long evening had taken a toll on Zina, she was tiring from the excitement and several glasses of wine. It was time to take her home. When I was telling Zina’s mother about the arrangements for her birthday night, my ex suggested I take her to New Haven, to my place after the theater and dinner. Zina could stay the weekend. Since my daughter stayed at my house often when I was between assignments, she had her own room, so the suggestion was neither unusual nor improper. Since the limo driver knew where we needed to go, he set off for the ninety-minute drive. I opened the door of the in-car cooler and pulled out the champagne, “Want a night cap?” I asked my daughter. She examined the label while I found two flutes then we opened the bottle and toasted her outdoor birthday once more. When her glass was empty, she asked me to pour another then did something unexpected, she moved to the front of the passenger compartment and slid the viewing window closed. The smoked glass blocked the drivers view of the back of the car. “Take all that dick in that ass!”, he continued. “. “Maybe. I had already came three times tonight thinking of Danny. I felt something give inside of me, and I soon felt asian my nose smashing into his stomach. I just saw Adile licking pussy in the hallway, and I thought it outdoor would be hot to eat a girl out. Beth’s face had been focused on her father so she didn’t notice her brother moving behind her on the bed, in one quick motion she was suddenly handcuffed to the corner of the bed. "I don't know. Dave slides his fingers out of your gushing pussy. My nipples are abrading against the dirty desk top. I gave Chris a quick glance, to which he just smiled and gestured with his paper cup to eat. Yes...yes, I did… ‘Get away with...what, Sir?’ I didn’t even realize I was single today, until I got home from work.” The rapture surged through me. The ecstasy melted my brain. She rode him blowjob up and down while he played with her nips and tits. As if providence had spoken there was a sudden knock on the door and a rough crewman entered and looking directly at Tracey said, “Do not be.” I breathed, japanese rotating in her embrace so that I could look at her, “You… you almost sounded like her. “Look at you,” Mrs. Rivera said dryly, leaning in through the doorway of her daughter’s bedroom.