I went up onto the deck, got myself a tequila then sat in the sun and waited. As I got myself a second tequila I wondered how old daddy’s guest would be. Maybe he’d be an old Japanese business man? Maybe he’d be a loud American businessman who was full of himself? Maybe he’d be a she? I had no idea. I didn’t have to wait long to see Pau driving into the carpark. I stood up and watched as Pau opened the door for daddy to get out, then for the guest to get out. I was relieved to see that it was teenage a man who looked to be in his late 19 yo twenties. As daddy walked towards the yacht I ran down the boarding ramp and jumped up onto daddy, wrapping my cum in eye arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I forgot all about the fact that my dress would ride up and show my bare butt to Pau and our guest. After a few seconds of cheek kissing and hello’s; daddy released his grip on me and as I slid Hardcore Sex down his front he said, “Georgia, this is Mr. Johnson, our guest for a few days.” I put my hand out to shake his saying, “I’m pleased to meet you Mr. Johnson.” “The pleasure is all mine Georgia; cumcovered and please call me Ben, I hate all this formal stuff.” “Me too, but I might have to get used to it if I go and work in daddy’s empire.” “Well things might change in the next 10 years or so before that happens. So, John’s been letting you stay here on your own for the last month has he?” Ben replied. I shook it off cumcovered though; eighteen-year-olds seemed a bit young for me. She was still basically a high-schooler. I had no freaking clue. Then it was over – Emily teenage slid off of him and held out her hand. “When cum in eye did you see my name on Hardcore Sex the list?” Looking at her body was making me think about Amy even that much more. Decades of cigarette-smoking along with plenty of other 19 yo bad habits had rendered her incapable of doing anything even mildly productive.
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