My Daughter and the Delivery Guy

*What you are about to read is purely fiction and fantasy. All characters depicted are 18 years or older.*

I sat down in my office chair and opened up my laptop.

“I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this.” Ashley giggled as she sat on the edge of my desk. I opened up the house security camera app and let it load.

“Are you excited?” I smiled as I shifted my chair over in front of my daughter. “Nervous?”

She was wearing her white sundress, the one with fabric so thin, you could see right through it. I glanced at her perky breasts covered in the thin fabric as I ran my hands up her smooth thighs.

“I don’t know.” Ashley giggled. “How long until he gets here?”

I reached over and checked my phone as I pushed Ashley’s sundress up. “He’s getting really close.” I said laying my phone back down.

Ashley opened her legs and spread her pussy. I moved down between her legs and slowly licked her swollen lips. Ashley moaned softly as I swirled my tongue around her little clit.