Annie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her daddy talking about her t**s and p***y, using those words. "Thank you, daddy."
"What do you think of your old man? Am I still OK looking for an old guy?"
"You're not old, daddy," she protested truthfully. "And you're the most handsome man I know. I'll be a lucky girl if I find a man who's half as good looking as you."
"How about if you got to try the real thing?"
Annie looked at him quizzically. What was he saying?
"How would you know what to compare with if you've never had the real article?"
"Uhm… I don't know…" Was her dad, the man of her dreams, coming on to her?
"By the way," he smiled and flicked with the little box in his hand. "How's your p***y feeling? I imagine that I can smell your sweet juices, but that might just be wishf
