Dad helps daughter with photos for her boyfriend

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Brandy was a great looking 36 at the time. With long Auburn hair she weighed about 105 and stood 5’2″ with a small waist, and gravity defying 35C boobs topped by hard, small areolas barely larger around then the nipples themselves. Her nipples were about 1/2″ long when they weren’t hard, when they were they jumped out to more than 1″ in length. They were a beautiful light rosy-pink color, just dark enough you could tell from a distance where the flesh of her tit ended and the areola began.

Even though I had never really seen Erin nude, not since she was about 6 anyways, it was obvious that she had taken more from me. Her hair was darker with a slight red-tinge and her skin was darker than her mother’s complexion. From the fit of the top and the thin material it was made from I could easily tell that her breasts were already nearly as large as her mothers, but the nipples and areolas were obviously darker and of a different shape than Brandy’s. Through the material of the top I could make out the outline of both her areola and nipples, there was no doubt about the puffy contour beneath her shirt. Erin’s time in dance had shaped her legs and ass very nicely, making her ass cheeks stand up high, hard and round -squeezably round and hard.

Erin finally made it to the sofa where I was sitting and plopped down on the cushion beside me. My cock was already semi-hard from watching her approach up the hall and across the room to where I sat, and I was hoping she wouldn’t notice it while I paid attention to the television in hopes that would take my mind away from her cute tits. Believe me, daughter or no daughter they were cute.

She slowly settled in and cuddled into my side. I put my arm up around her shoulder and asked what she wanted for supper. We agreed upon a pizza and I called in the order. As I finished the order she turned a little on the couch to face me and got a real serious look on her face.

“Daddy.” she said plaintively.

“Yes, sweetie.” I responded.

“Can I ask you a favor?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“No Daddy, I mean can I ask you a real favor, one you can’t ever tell momma about.”

This sounded serious, very serious, and I wasn’t sure how to handle the situation. “What’s so important we can’t tell momma about?” I finally asked her.

She looked up and leaned towards me on the sofa cushion, “Daddy it’s a personal secret and I just don’t think momma would understand.”

“Sweetheart you and your mother have always been close. What makes you think you can ask or tell me something and not tell your mother. You two have spent most of the last eight or nine years together while I’ve been away working. She’s always let you have or do almost anything you wanted. Why don’t you want her to know about this favor?”

“Please Daddy, just promise me you won’t tell Mom and then if after I ask you for the favor you say No, then the answer is No. But you just can’t tell mom. Please?”

Let me think about it for a while, okay?

In one quick move she bounced from her seat on the sofa to her knees, throwing her arms around my neck she hugged me tightly and said, “Thank You Daddy,” as she kissed my neck. As she leaned away from me I saw her bouncing had caused her top to shift, allowing her right tit to nearly come completely out of the top, half of her large puffy areola was showing out of the top. She apparently didn’t notice as she sat back down and turned to talk to me. I couldn’t keep my eyes where they belonged as they continued to drift to the sweet looking darker flesh surrounding my daughter’s nipple. The more I fought to avoid the tantalizing view the harder my cock seemed to become.

I turned my attention back to the television, sneaking furtive glances towards Erin’s half-exposed tit every few minutes. All the while I was trying to will my cock down and trying to decide how to handle her “favor.” After about a half-hour the doorbell rang. Erin jumped up and as she did her top lost the fight her tit came spilling all the way out, as she took a step toward the door she nonchalantly scooped her tit back into the confines of the top without missing a beat. With her clothes back in place and the pizza in the kitchen we both grabbed a couple of slices and returned to the den.

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