Karen went one step farther.

She removed her panties, and that evening after dinner, she sat on the couch with one foot drawn up, her heel hooked on the edge of the cushion, her dress sliding up. She saw her father's eyes widen when he realized she was naked under her dress. With hot, bold eyes, Karen pushed her uplifted knee to one side, and her father gasped loudly, gazing at the succulent slit of her naked cunt. It was pink and smooth, totally hairless, with the tip of her small clit pushing outward.

Neither of them said a word, but her father's heavy breathing was loud in the room. Karen watched his cock swell inside his pants. When all her father did was sit there across from her and stare hotly at her exquisite cunt, Karen pulled her other foot to the couch and scooted her adorable little ass forward and opened her knees wide. Her father was moaning and leaning forward, his burning eyes on her sugary cunt, one hand pressing at his throbbing hard-on. Karen made little purring sounds, her sweet little ass writhing on the cushions.

Still her father did nothing but look at her for a long time.

Then, overcome by the delicious beauty of Karen's pussy, he opened his pants and grasped his cock, pulling it out. Karen made a whimpering sound as she stared hotly at it. It was all she could do to keep from running to her father and taking his cock in her own hand.

Her hope faded when her father leaned back his eyes staring at her cunt, and began to stroke his fist up and down. Karen knew he would not let her jack him off then.

Karen sat with her pussy showing, watching her father jacking his cock, her young emotions boiling with a powerful hunger that she did not quite understand yet loved feeling, the tingling sensations flowing through her nubile body, causing some very strange but delicious reactions around the lips of her cunt, and her tiny clit felt painfully hard.