Mrs Smith dragged her seat and sat down, “So what’s happening here?” she asked happily.

“A lot of things,” Bianca replied, smiling at Mr Smith who was quiet all along.

Mrs Smith grabbed her knife and her fork and dissected the fat chicken thighs which lay on her plate.

“Dad? Why’s so quiet?” Bianca asked, then she stretched her legs under the table to touch her dad’s feet.

“Oh… it’s nothing, I’m just enjoying the moment,” Mr Smith replied.

“So baby, tell me what you wanted to talk about. I’m dying to hear this so bad,” Mrs Smith demanded.

“So earlier on….. yesterday, something happened, it was quite shocking. I mean you won’t even believe it if I told you,” Bianca said and Mr Smith turned to look at Bianca.

“Suspense… suspense. You know how I hate suspense… just spill …” Mrs Smith snapped playfully, with the food in her mouth.

“Give me a second, I have something to handle,” Mr Smith excused himself then he went out of the dining room.

“I finally decided I was not going to be friends with Veronica and Cassie anymore 'cause there was a bad influence on me. I cut them off,” Bianca whispered happily in her mother’s ear.

“Mom, excuse me, I wanna use the restroom,” Bianca said, pushing the chair behind her and her mom nodded in acceptance while stood up and moved away.

“Yes sure baby, “ Mrs Smith chuckled as Bianca left the room.

On leaving the dining room, she met Smith who was standing by the staircase. “What was that, you did down there? “ He pulled her to himself roughly, his voice filled with anger.

“If you don’t fuck me right now, I’ll tell mom you got cameras on me! Watching me and masturbating to my videos,” Bianca replied.

“Like I said, I can’t do that,” Mr Smith replied in an authoritative tone, grabbing her head with his palms and staring into her eyes. Those innocent eyes he had always known, but now they were just reeking with lust.

“For one time, I am sorry I did that, but you can’t go down with me. Go get a boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever! I’ve never heard you say you have one before,” He added.

Bianca chuckled dryly, “Are you sure you don’t wanna fuck me Daddy?” her voice sober and her hands moving down and touching his groin directly.

“I can feel it is so hard,” Bianca added as Mr Smith moved back, taking her hands away.

“Go back and eat,” Mr Smith said.

“Or maybe you mean, I should go back and spill,” Bianca winked and chuckled dryly then she walked away towards the dining room.

Few minutes later, Mr Smith returned to the table. Just as she returned to the table, Bianca’s cutlery fell and she hurriedly went under the table even when Mrs Smith demanded that the maids pick it up or get a new one.

As Bianca went down the table, she grabbed the spoon and hurriedly went to her dad’s groin and pressed his groin a bit, making Mr Smith gasp.

Bianca smiled at her deeds then she went out of the table and sat on her chair.

Sitting back on the table, she exchanged glances at her dad and smiled then she looked back at her mom.

“Mom, I’m going to discuss some more private matters after the dinner,” Bianca blurted out mid-way through the chatter

“I’m scared already,” Mrs Smith joked and added, “Can that be after I finish taking my nap darling?”

“Okay mama, just make sure you don’t oversleep”

After the dinner, Mr Smith went back to his room. In his room, he grabbed the oil on his table and headed to his bathroom.

“Even though this is not right and a part of me wants to fuck her, I can’t do that when she’s not even up to eighteen and I hope I don’t fall for this cause anytime I see her, my body doesn’t feel the same anymore,” Mr Smith said in his head as he grabbed his dick out out his boxer and began to stroke it slowly.

“Imagine gliding this big fat dick through her pussy, like damn,” Mr Smith let out as he rubbed the oil all over his wood.

While he rubbed his wood, he pictured the way she threw herself up at him. The way she bit her leg and did all these dirty taunts at him. Most of all, going down the table just to touch his wood.

Sliding his hands up and down his shaft, envisioned her ass clapping as he slammed in and out of her.

“Ahhh… fuck shit…” he groaned as he ran his hands up and down speedily.

His cum spilling out slowly as he rubbed quickly. Opening his eyes, he turned and his heart skipped a beat as he looked to see Bianca standing there watching him.

What he never knew was, for how long did she stand there watching him?

“You look so hot when you stroke that, now how about you let me do that to you please?” She begged and walked into the bathroom door while Mr Smith stood there speechless.

“Mom is already taking her nap and I’ve locked the door already so we won’t get caught,” Bianca added, taking a step closer to her dad.

“No stop, we shouldn’t be doing this or even think about doing this,” her dad replied.

“Are you sure about that?” Bianca asked sexily and inched closer to her dad.

She went down on her knees and looked at her father's monstrous cock which stood proudly in the air like a peacock.

“Your body doesn’t think so and mine doesn’t either,” she stood up from her knee. In that position where she stood, she mysteriously touched his wood, scooping a lump of cum and slipping it into her mouth.

“Tastes good, and yes, will feel good. Why don’t you slip this in me, Daddy?” She asked, giving her dad a puppy eye