Gina giggled as she watched Mr. Lay hug his daughter, Lauren, goodbye. She didn't feel particularly bad about screwing her classmates father, for one he was a great lay even though he was at least 40 (although she was guessing that he was older unless his wife had gotten pregnant with Lauren when he was 20.) And for two, Lauren had never been particularly nice to her. The prudish little bitch would probably flip out if she knew what her father was up to, but who cares? She was on her way to visit her mother for the weekend, which meant that daddy was going to get out to play.
Mr. Lay was young looking for a father, and he obviously kept well in shape. But Gina knew that he wasn't actually seeing anyone - well except for her now - because his bitchy daughter Lauren had kept him from dating anyone else while she was living with him. She didn't want someone coming in and replacing her mother while she was still there; Mr. Lay told Gina that he understood his daughter's point of view, but at the same time it made things quite hard on him. Literally. Seriously, Gina was a godsend to his point of view.... she seduced him in Europe and from that point on he'd been practically insatiable. They'd fucked every chance they got on the trip, and on the way home they'd even joined the mile-high club with his daughter sleeping just four rows away from the bathroom.
As soon as Lauren's car was out of sight, Gina went running up to Mr. Lay, calling out his name. He turned and his eyes went wide at the sight of her, she was completely covered in a long trench coat, but the flashes of leg that he was getting while she bounced towards him hinted that she wasn't wearing much else. In that he was completely right, she'd always wanted to dress up like this, it was incredibly freeing in a lot of ways.
"You're early," he hissed at her, grabbing her arm and practically dragging her inside the house. She didn't let the annoyed look on his face phase her though, instead she just smiled her brightest smile at him as she pressed him up against the door.
"I just couldn't wait to see you Mr. Lay," she tilted her head up towards him as if for a kiss, "I made sure that Lauren was out of sight first!" She began unbuttoning the trench coat to reveal her delicious naked body, "But I was just so horny thinking about you all week... I just wanted to start our weekend a little early."
Completely naked now she dropped to her knees in front of him as he stood staring at her, almost transfixed. As much as they'd fucked in Europe, he'd never quite seemed to have gotten accustomed to sleeping with a girl young enough to be his daughter; she, on the other hand, really did crave his experienced hand (among other body parts). Releasing his already hard dick from its jeans confinement, she began to swirl her tongue around the head, looking up and him with a mischievous look in her eyes. With a low groan he grabbed her hair, pressing her head forward to engulf his dick all the way down her throat. Sucking hard, Gina obliged, using her European-taught skills to take him all the way into her mouth until her lips were pressing against his pubic hair. The man trembled and moaned, before he began a steady pace in and out of her mouth.
