Page 16 of Daddy's Wet Kisses

Greg waved to her but Charlotte did not respond as she walked past the camera and reappeared without paying attention to the screen. Greg could still hear his daughter singing when she reappeared in front of the screen.

She was now wearing a mini night robe and continued to dance all around the room. The fabric did little to cover her body and whenever she lifted her arms above her head to clap her small hands, Greg could see the bottom of her panties. The young woman clapped, swirled and twirled as if she was on a stage and needed to keep the crowd entertained along with music.

When the song ended, Charlotte bowed in front of her invisible audience to thank them for their appreciation. She bowed numerous times at the waist and exposed her ass to her stepfather each time since her panties were really tight and hugged her skin closely. Greg could see the outline of his daughter’s cunt with every bow and Charlotte bowed over and over.

He clicked on the screen to end the call. He blushed. He was embarrassed if what he saw just a few seconds ago. He was embarrassed that he was unable to disconnect the call from the beginning. He was ashamed that he found some wicked pleasure in watching his daughter exposing herself in front of him.

He spent some time thinking about it. He was afraid that Charlotte would noticed his call and know that he had watched her dancing in her room while wearing a short robe. He was afraid that his daughter would know he watched all of her motions that exposed her tight panties with her private parts.

When his mobile phone rang and he saw the name of his daughter on display, Greg did not have the courage to answer the call. He was still embarrassed and let his voice mail receive the call.

Finally, the older man gathered his courage after midnight and picked up his phone to listen to the voice mail.

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??Hello daddy, this is Charlotte,” said the woman.

“I wanted just to say goodnight, I missed chatting with you today,” she continued.

“I will call you tomorrow in the evening, good night daddy,” she said.

“I love you,” she added and the call ended.

“She did not sound angry, even upset,” he thought.

“In fact, she sounded as usually, normal,” he continued.

“Maybe, she did not know that I called her early and watched her swaying around the room,” he thought as he decided to check his computer.

He turned it on and the desktop appeared in front of him. There were no messages and no missed calls from Skype.

“Maybe she did not know that I watched her,” he thought as he opened his connection and checked the Skype log where Charlotte called in the day earlier.

He erased the entry.

“What if I can also erase the entry in her log?” he thought, then it hit him.

“Electra!” he almost said loudly.

He opened the application and cleared the message about the change of IP before refreshing his screen. Charlotte’s laptop was still on but in an idle mode for more than four hours. He knew that she should be sleeping by now. Therefore, he took a deep breath before connecting.

A screen asking him to log in appeared in front of him with numerous options. He selected one and continued until he was now able to look at the screen of Charlotte’s laptop. He noticed the alert text about a missed call from NaughtyStepdad.

Greg felt really naughty as he clicked on the window and deleted the entry. He let out a sigh of relief as he was now sure that his daughter would not find out about his voyeurism.

He noticed some icons at the right side of the screen and he activated some of them. One was the mic of the laptop while the other one was for the cam. He clicked on the mic icon and listened.

There was a silence. Then, he switched on the volume of his own speakers and there was a noise of air that filled the room. Greg realized that he could hear his daughter breathing.

Her breathing sounded quiet and gentle as if she was sleeping. He felt a huge relief as he was now sure that she did not know what he did. She did not know that he watched her gorgeous ass when she leaned over in front of her invisible audience to bow, to expose her pussy to him through her satin pink knickers. Greg noticed a bulge in his pants.

“Holy Jesus, I am getting an erection thinking about my daughter,” he thought.

“No, my stepdaughter,” he corrected himself.

“No, she is my daughter,” he added.

Then, he head a kind of soft moan coming from his speakers and he noticed that Charlotte’s breathing was getting now heavier and faster. He heard another moan and wondered if she was dreaming.

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