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Walking into the laundry, I found Sarah standing over the machine. Her top soaked with water and clinging tight to her chest.

"Sarah? What happened?" I'd figured she'd just dropped something, but this looked more serious.

"Oh this? That was my fault, I wasn't paying attention. Thinking about... well, I was just distracted." Sarah pulled off her top, revealing her tightly wrapped boobs that spilled out of her sports bra. "Might as well wash this too now."

She threw her top into the machine and switched it on. There was something mesmerising about watching her work with topless. Her every move seemed to accentuate her curves, made her boobs jiggle and bounce around. Showing me new angles of them constantly. Even while doing the most mundane and casual thing she somehow still managed to be the most beautiful girl in the world.

"So what's up?" Sarah asked now that the machine was running. "Daddy isn't teasing you too much is he? He always scared off the boys I liked when I was younger."

"Well, he's being... Wait, you've had other boyfriends?"

"No silly, nothing that serious." Sarah rolled her eyes in a playful way. Kissing my forehead. "I'm talking about way before we met, if I invited a boy home to play. He knew when I had a crush on them and always teased them more because of it. I think it's his way of testing the boys I like. To see if they meet the standards he's set for his little girl."

"Right. Well, maybe that's what's happening." As weird and creepy as that behavior was, I guess I couldn't blame him for having such high standards for a girl like Sarah.

"Gosh, what did he do?" Sarah frowned.

"He, umm.... Well, first, don't you think it's a little odd that he's just naked out there?" I chose my words carefully. Watching her closely to see how she reacted.

"No." Sarah said casually. As if I'd offered her a drink or anything else remotely normal. "He needed to wash his clothes, and he didn't have anything else to wear? What else was he supposed to do, your clothes definitely wouldn't fit him."

So... being naked wasn't exactly something they did everyday. But it also wasn't a big deal? The idea of him putting on a towel to cover up didn't even occur to her, like she wasn't even sure what the point was...

"No no no, that makes sense!" I backpedaled a little. "But, it's just a little awkward. You know... because of his..."

"His what?" She innocently asked.

"Because of his... erection..." It felt wrong to talk about her fathers hard dick so casually.

"You mean his hard-on? His boner?" Sarah got a sly smile on her face, not unlike her fathers. "Is Daddy's big hard dick making you uncomfortable??"

"A-a little." Sarah giggled, giving my forehead another kiss.

"It's just a penis silly." Sarah's smile was more genuine now. I guess in a weird way she was trying to help me. "You have one just like it right? Nothing to be ashamed of."

Just like it.... Was... was that what she was expecting? She was right about not needing to be ashamed of it, but if she was expecting me to be like her father...

"He, uhh.... he also made me take pictures of it." I told her. Mostly to stop myself from taking that line of thought any further. "I think he wanted to send them to your mom. To win her back I guess?"

"I doubt they were for her. In fact..." Sarah picked up her phone she'd left sitting on a shelf. Her eyes widening and tongue brushing her lips as she opened it. "Just like I thought, he sent it to me first like he always does."

"I... I'm sorry, did you just say your father sends you dick pics?" I was a little stunned. This was way beyond just casual nudity.

"Well, it does sound weird when you say it like that." Sarah grabbed her chin as she thought it over. "But it's not like that! He just wants a girl's opinion before he sends it to whoever it's supposed to go to!"

"And that seems... normal?" I hesitantly asked her.

"Liam." Sarah gently smiled. putting a hand on my face. "You're the sweetest boy in the world, but you have to care less about what's 'normal'. Nobody has the same normal as somebody else, that's just how humans work."

"You're right, you're right. What matters is that you're happy." She made good points. And the last thing I wanted to do was make her feel bad about something she thought was normal.

"I knew you'd get it!" Sarah kissed me on the lips this time. A slow passionate embrace that made my heart flutter. "Now then, what do you think of his pic?"

"What... what do I think of it?" Was she seriously asking me to rate her fathers dick pics?

"Yeah! I want you to try it! See how normal it can feel when you relax a little."

"Umm... it's..." I looked at the picture again. Nolan standing there with his hard cock in his hands. Not my thing really, but I guess it was... "Nice. It's nice."

"Wasn't that easy!" Sarah giggled. Typing her reply as she spoke it aloud. "Look's so thick and juicy Daddy! Any girl would get wet thinking about how hard it could fuck her! Liam thinks it's nice as well!"

She ended the message with the winking emoji. That was a little more than I expected...

"See? That felt normal right?" Sarah looked at me with wide eyes, waiting for my answer.

"Yeah... that... that was pretty normal I guess..." A complete lie. Telling your father how fuckable his dick was, might never seem normal to me. Or having her father sit around naked in our apartment. Or being asked to take pictures of his cock.

But this was the girl I wanted to spend my life with. I was sure about that this morning, and I was still absolutely sure of it now. If this was normal for her, I'd have to try and accept that. For Sarah.

"You're so good to me Liam." Sarah stared into my eyes and I could have fallen for her all over again. "I love you. So, sooo much!"

"I love you too Sarah." I kissed her this time. Still feeling my heart dance as our lips touched.

"You're perfect for me." She said as her lips left mine. "Now let's go make dinner, I'm starving."

Sarah took my hand, ready to walk back to her father. But she was still topless...

"Sarah, umm... are you going to go back in just leggings and a bra?" I made my concern a question. Not wanting to tell her what to do or what she should wear.

"Hmmm... You're right." She let go of my hand. Holding on to her leggins from both sides and slowly pulling them down. Her ass was almost completely exposed. Her tiny thong being completely swallowed between her plump juicy ass cheeks.

Stepping out of her leggings, she turned around, running her hand up her leg, gently brushing over her tight black panties. Teasing me with how good they looked on her.

"I wanted this to be a surprise." She giggled. "But you've been such a good boy, you deserve a reward now!"

God she was so beautiful. Her creamy thighs, voluptuous curves, her deep cleavage that I wanted to bury myself in.

I'd never wanted her more than I did right now.

"Come on, I'm starving." She cooed. Hypnotically swaying her hips as she walked back into the apartment.

It was an amazing sight. One I might have appreciated more if I wasn't suddenly realising that she wasn't going to put something else on. She'd be having dinner with her naked, pent up father, while only wearing a sports bra and a thong...

She tilted her head to look back at me. Smirking like a femme fatale from some old movie.

"I need to get some meat in me..."