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I began to fantasize that Zina had chosen her clothing and makeup to entice me, rather than accompany me. I began to see my daughter as if she were a real date, not out for birthday celebration. My thoughts shamed me, but my cock has no conscience, it was beginning to blonde petite react to her as a woman, not as my child. Standing in the lobby of the theater after the show Zina was agitated with joy, “Now what dad, what are you going to do with me now?” Her choice of words encouraged another quick fantasy as I replied, “Dinner, I hope you like Raoul’s, it is supposed to be good.” Her eyes sparkled, she smiled, licked her upper lip and said “We could teen go to Burger King and if you are with me, it would be perfect.” “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 small definitely wasn’t a girl anymore. In the car Zina refreshed her lip gloss and eyes in a 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 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 skinny 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 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. Amazingly, I didn’t take blonde any. skinny As she seemed to recover, that is when she moved. George turned around, saw me, and said, “ Michael, have you ever seen a girl in the nude?” She was shaved now, something she started doing for me over the summer. Retrieving a small, gnarled stem, I stood a few feet in front of her, her eyes locked on mine. With some struggle Kelly lifted her doppelganger and got one arm slung over her shoulder. The feeling of his dick sliding in and open my ass, filling me up was teen so right and amazing. I said. Adam is working on freeing her other breast from the table. Lyn felt it and intensified the stimulation of my petite convulsing body, making me arch my small back as my orgasm completely engulfed me.