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By the time Captain Ellis finished his shift, it was the next morning. He got home and let himself in his house quietly, figuring his wife and daughter might still be in bed. He was a little surprised to find his daughter up and in the kitchen, however, making breakfast.
“Hi daddy.” Tiffany said, bouncing over and pecking him on the cheek. Bouncing was right, he thought, watching his daughter’s huge tits move beneath her blouse. They were easily as big as the Kent woman’s and he thought about what she’d said, how she’d like to watch him fuck his daughter’s tits. “How was work?” she asked, returning to her breakfast cereal.
“Good.” He said, picturing Danielle Kent’s tits covered in his cum. “You’re up early.”
“Early shift.”
Ellis stepped over to the counter and made himself a coffee, watching Tiffany as he did. She was eighteen and had turned into an absolute stunner; good looks, blonde hair and a figure most men would die to get near. She was ready for her job in a restaurant/breakfast bar and wore black pumps, white knee high socks, a short plain skirt and that blouse that looked way too small for her bust. The buttons strained and he thought if she breathed in too quickly, they might just pop open.
“You know what?” he said, sitting at the table next to her. “I think it’s about time your boss got you a new blouse. That one looks a bit small.”
Tiffany looked down at herself. “Or maybe my boobs are just a bit too big?” she said with a giggle.
“I’m not sure boobs could ever be too big.” Ellis said, grinning.
“You would say that. It’s obvious you’re a boob man, dad.” Tiffany said. “I mean mom’s got a hell of a rack on her.”
