It's been a couple of days since I saw my daughter masturbate. My wife was going to be out of town for a couple of days. On a "business trip", which I didn't believe for a second. But I didn't really care about that right now.
My daughter prances around in just tank tops and underwear. Her PJs. I get hard just watching her! But I don't have the nerve to tell her to but something less revealing on. And frankly I don't want to do to that. I want her to have less on.
I plan out what I am going to do. Not sharing with no one. Not giving any hints about what I am going to do.
My wife finally leaves the next day, I rub my hands together and grin. I wait until night and know my daughter is in her room. She usually gets a drink or something before going to bed. So I pop in a porn, a fave of mine. One with two girls and a guy having a threesome.
I sit on the couch with my cock out in my hands. I hear the tell tale sound of my daughter coming down the stairs. But she doesn't come down all the way. She stops half way down. I want to take a peak at her, but then that might give me away.
I continue to stroke my cock as I watch the movie, and my daughter watches me. I groan softly, resting my head back against the couch. I repeat the same things as I did last time. But this time I said my daughters name softly. "Oh yeah Sarah, that's how to suck daddy's cock. How did you become so good?" I grin to myself as I hear a little gasp come from the stairs. Then I hear a cough and footsteps coming down the stairs.