1. Under the bleachers


    Date: 2/5/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    her legs, purse-lipped look and sad eyes. Still he couldn't let up, Bill had to be firm with her. "What has gotten into you lately Jamie? I mean you know better than that. You should be glad its me telling you and not your mother." "I'm sorry," she whispered. Bill couldn't quite hear it, but he thought she was talking back to him. "What did you say?" he asked angrily. "I said I'm sorry Dad!" with a tear rolling down her cheek. Bill realized he'd been wrong. Jamie turned to the window and took a quick breath. "Oh come on Jamie there's no need to cry." He leaned in to look at her face. A few tears had streamed down; he hadn't meant to make his little girl cry. "If it makes you feel better, you look just right... down there... just the way a beautiful girl like you is supposed to." Jamie stopped her hastened breathing and was visibly relieved. She stopped crying, at least there was that. It took a few moments of attempting smalltalk and a joke or two but eventually Bill broke through to his daughter, and by the end of the ride he was feeling much better about their talk. Every so often, however, he would glance over upon the sight of her skirt riding higher on her enticing thighs. Normally the sight of his daughter's fit little body didn't phase him, but somehow, somewhere in his head he didn't want to acknowledge... knowing she was bare, shaven and with only the fabric of her skirt to block his probing eyes, he was undone. "But seriously honey, from now on, underwear, please?" ...
    Bill said as they pulled in the driveway. "Yeeess Daaadd." She drew out. Jamie's sexiness prevailed as he watched her get out of the car, part of him wondering if he might catch a glimpse of her cute butt or her tight little pussy. Instead, as Jamie bent over to reach for her bag, this time she held her hand between her legs and fingers trapping her skirt beneath. When she turned, she found her father behind her and knew he'd been watching her. She flashed him her cutest smile and touched his arm as she pranced by. There was something mischievous about it, and though he'd truly hoped to be rid of Jamie's antics, somehow he doubted it. ------------------ And so the next day, as he sat at his desk grading papers, he knew what the authoritative knock was about before he stood up to open the door. But this time, it wasn't his friend, it was the school principal with Jamie in tow. This time, Jamie hadn't been merely dressed inappropriately but had been found in the janitor's closet with a classmate's hand up her shirt. He looked at her, standing there looking as blameless as she possibly could. Her shirt was still disheveled looking, he could see a bit of her smooth stomach peeking out at him. Her skirt was no less revealing than the day before. For a split second he wondered if, like yesterday, were he to lift up her skirt a few inches he would find her bare and bottomless again. All the while the principal droned on. He had never liked Principal Brooks that much, and as he stood ...
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