“You have very pretty hands, Molly.” I said taking one in mine for a closer look. “Hi, daddy,”
I fought the urge to try and kiss her back. Anal porn I took some comfort in the fact that it was evening and getting later by the second. “No, that’s ok!” she called back as I watched her ass going up the stairs. She wore her long t-shirt she used to sleep in and her legs were bare. I went downstairs trying to keep my hard on from giving my away and busied myself with TV, waiting for Molly to get home. “Thanks daddy!” she said rushing up to me. Probably the ones she had just changed out of. I waited as long as I could and jumped up. This time I let my looking slip. She said she needed someone to pay attention to her and her needs more, the selfish bitch. Bye.”
“Ok,” I called after her. Long, well formed and tapered fingers that ended in delicate and perfect length nails.
