Tracey
Tracey is my best friends daughter. I hadn't seen her since his funeral 5 years ago. She was a tall skinny teenager and had no shape at all. I don't think I could ever forget her big brown eyes.
I really couldn't be faulted for not recognizing Tracey. She had grown into a very desirable woman.
As she addressed me as Uncle Tom. Standing at my front door wearing a tight fitting sun dress that was mid thigh with her pointy nipples poking the tight material. Her big brown eyes looking inquiringly at me.
"You don't remember me. I'm Bill's daughter."
"You have grown into a beautiful young lady." I stammered.
She smiled and turned around in a circle and leaned over to give me a look down her dress and whispered in a sexy throaty voice. "Thank you. My friends call me "Header."
And then went on to explain that she likes to give head. Explaining I like the the taste texture and every one tastes a little different.
"Sometimes I even let them fuck me."
I felt like a total idiot while I was trying to process what this beautiful young Goddess was telling me. I faintly heard her saying. "You'll see." As she was at my crotch pulling my zipper down. Astonished at her boldness and knowing I should object as she took my hardening cock out and gently ran her lips up and down the shaft. Lubricating it with her spit as she squeezed it to full erection.