When Wendy saw her daddy's cock for the first time, she was shocked and amazed. She was also deeply impressed.
She had gone into the bathroom, not realizing that it was occupied. Her father, Paul, was standing under the shower with the curtain open. With his face tilted up under the spray, he was unaware, at first, that his daughter was there. Wendy started to leave, then paused to stare at him.
Daddy is a good looking man, she thought. Handsome, with a rugged face and broad shoulders. Short hair with just a touch of gray at the temples.
But it was his cock that drew her eyes. Wendy had seen several cocks before, but nothing to match her daddy's. It was huge! Even soft it was larger than anything she had ever seen. A fat meaty monster that hung half way down his thigh.
The purple knob was shaped like a mushroom, flaring out from the thick shaft. His balls seamed as big as apples.
What amazed Wendy the most was that her daddy's cock was ridged by a network of raised scars up the shaft It reminded Wendy of a French Tickler that a girl friend had shown her.
Unaware that he was being observed, Paul started to lather his cock and balls. He smiled slightly enjoying the sensation as he worked the lather around his cock. Paul's cock started to harden and lengthen as the soaping continued.
"Oh my God, is daddy going to jack off?" Wendy wondered. A hot flash shot through her loins at the idea, and her cunt started to moisten.
Paul wrapped his fist around his cock and slowly stroked up and down. Maybe he was only washing it, Wendy thought. Yet it seemed to quiver as he stroked it and it was getting bigger, fatter and stiffer.
Wendy held her breath.
She was hoping that her daddy was going to make himself cum. She was dying to watch him jack off and wanted desperately to see him shoot his juice from that fat cock head.
Then he turned to rinse off and saw her standing there.
Wendy jerked her eyes up, blushing slightly, hoping he hadn't noticed that she had been staring at his cock and balls.