Master, Daughter, Disciple (R-18)

For a second, Konrad's eyes went between Heide and Cacillia, observing their shifting expressions and reddening faces with mild amusement. He then stepped forward, sauntering toward them with his arms folded beneath his chest.

As he did, his cock hardened, going from flaccid to half-erect, even then standing at a startling length and girth that made the wholly inexperienced Cacillia tremble as she imagined all the things that rod was meant to do to her. 

By the time Konrad stopped before them, Heide had regained her guts and she smirked at Konrad.

"Dad, what do you think of my outfit?"

Heide asked as she twirled on tiptoes, showcasing her scandalous samba dancer outfit that left her pert breasts and abs wholly exposed. Better, the beaded skirt only held the upper half of that pert butt, leaving the lower half exposed to Konrad's ogling.

"I like."