Sarah's eyes were glued to the screen in front of her, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she worked on her latest project. She was completely absorbed in her work, only occasionally glancing up to check the time.
But as she looked up from her laptop, her train of thought was abruptly derailed. Walking through the living room was her father, Mark, his pants hugging the outline of something that made Sarah's heart race. She couldn't help but stare as he walked by, her mind filling with dirty thoughts.
She shook her head, trying to refocus on her work. But it was no use. Her father's bulge was all she could think about, and she could feel herself getting wetter by the second.
Sarah got up from her desk, determination in her eyes. She wasn't going to be able to concentrate on anything until she took care of this little problem. She walked over to where her father was sitting, a playful smirk on her lips.
"Well hello there, Mr. Bulge," she said, unable to resist making a jab. "You looking to put that thing to use?"
Mark looked up at his daughter, surprised by her forwardness. "S-Sarah, what are you talking about?" he stammered.
But Sarah wasn't one for beating around the bush. "I'm not talking about a hammer, dad," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I'm talking about that big, hard cock of yours."
Mark's eyes widened, but Sarah wasn't done yet. She dropped to her knees in front of him, her eyes locked on the bulge in his pants. She reached out and began to unbutton his fly, her heart pounding in her chest.
Mark's protests died on his lips as Sarah pulled his pants down, his hard cock springing free. She took it in her hand, stroking it gently as she looked up at her father.
"I've been thinking about this all day," she said, her voice husky. "I can't get it out of my head."
Without waiting for a response, Sarah leaned forward and took Mark's cock in her mouth, her lips wrapping around the head. She sucked him deep, her tongue swirling around the shaft as she took him all the way down.
Mark moaned with pleasure, his hands tangling in Sarah's hair as she deepthroated him. She set a steady pace, her hips grinding against the floor as she took him in and out of her mouth.
Mark couldn't hold back any longer, his orgasm crashing over him as he filled Sarah's mouth with his cum. She swallowed every last drop, her eyes locked on her father's as she licked her lips.
"Well, that was certainly a nice surprise," Sarah said, a playful smile on her lips. "Maybe we should make this a regular thing."
Mark, still panting, could only nod in agreement.
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