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My Dad’s best friend, Rick, thinks I have no idea how horny he is for me. He tries to play it cool and hide his boner every time I prance into the room, but it’s so obvious how weak he is for me. Last night, he was over our house, drinking and playing music in my Dad’s garage. I’m supposed to leave the boys alone while they are playing, but I was bored. I poked my head through the doorway and wiggled my fingers at my Dad, who rolled his eyes and set down his guitar. “What are you doing, Kayla? It’s a school night, you should be in bed.” I pouted out my lips and slipped into the room, wearing my tiny PJ tank top that hugged tight over my growing breasts and showed a lot of my tiny midriff. The matching PJ shorts were a touch too small, and the bottoms of my buttcheeks peeked out under the short hems. I folded my hands together behind my back and swayed side to side, batting my lashes at Daddy.
“But you guys are playing so well, can I just sit and listen for a little bit?”
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Rick, who sat at the piano, swallowed tightly, his gaze fixed on my milky thighs and the tiny cameltoe my shorts were creating. My Dad huffed, knowing I wouldn’t leave until I got my way. He waved me into the garage and settled his guitar back on his lap.
“I wanna watch you play, Rick!” I beamed and bounced myself right onto his lap. He sucked in a deep breath and placed his hands on my hips. Trying to shift me off, he chuckled nervously.
“I, ah, don’t think that’s a good idea, Kay. You’re getting to be a big girl.” His voice trailed off as I forced my way onto his lap and scooted over his instant erection.
“It’s fine, I’m not that big.” I pulled Rick’s arms around me so he could place his fingers on the keys, and I leaned back against his chest, knowing he’d be looking right down my cleavage. “I like watching you play.”
His body was so tense under my lap, but my Dad started to play again, and Rick cleared his throat, trying to focus on anything other than my needy, little cock teasing ass wiggling on him. I swayed to the music they played, grinding on my Dad’s friend while he was oblivious, lost in the music they were creating. Rick stumbled a bit when his nose dipped against my neck to inhale my innocent perfume. His cock throbbed under me, and I giggled, hoping he’d cum in his pants right there in my Dad’s garage.
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