She found her dad laying on the sofa, sleeping as usual, with a crowd of beer bottles on the coffee table and the TV playing a porn movipe. He had apparently gotten dressed sometime during the day. Mandy stopped for a second to see what he'd been watching. A blonde girl who couldn't have been more than ten years old was clumsily giving head to two fat hairy men. Mandy sighed and went into the bathroom, got cleaned up once more, then went into her bedroom.

She sat on her bed, took all the cash out, and counted it. Three thousand four hundred and twelve dollars. She put the twelve back in her purse, along with a twenty, then counted out fifteen hundred dollars (the money she'd gotten from Paul) and put it in a shoebox she kept hidden in the back of her closet. That left one thousand eight hundred and eighty dollars.

She took the money with her out to the living room, where she put it on the end table next to the lamp. Then she began cleaning up her dad's beer bottles. Just as she got the last of them in the trash can in the kitchen, her dad sat up and in a sleepy voice said, "Mandy? You home?"

"Yes, Daddy," she replied.

She came back into the living room and stood by the end of the sofa.

"How was work?" Dad asked.

"Okay. The money's right there," she said, pointing to it.

Dad looked at the money, whistled, and said, "Looks like you were busy today." He picked it up and started counting it. "How much is here?"

"One thousand eight hundred and eighty."

"Yeah? Wow. What's half of that?"

"Nine hundred and forty."

Dad started to count it again, then stopped and put the money back. "Fuck it," he said, "I'll let you do it. Come here and give Daddy some love."

Instead of waiting for her to come to him, though, Dad stood up and went to her with his arms out. They embraced, then Dad gave her a long kiss on the mouth. After that he began unbuttoning her blouse. He quickly got each button undone, then pulled the blouse open, exposing her young tits.

"Wow," he said, his voice low. "I'm always amazed at what beautiful tits you have, Princess."

"Thank you, Daddy," Mandy said.

He touched her for a few minutes, just lightly caressing and squeezing her tits, and as he touched her Mandy's nipples began to get hard. Then he removed her blouse and told her in a low voice to sit down. She sat on the sofa and he opened the fly on his pants, took out his cock. It was long and thick, the longest and thickest one Mandy had ever seen. And she'd seen a lot of them.

Dad brought the end of his cock up to her lips and touched the back of her head, playing with her fine golden ponytail. Mandy closed her eyes and leaned forward, opened her mouth and brought it down on the end of his cock. At the same time she brought one of her hands up and wrapped her fingers around the shaft, then began to stroke him slowly as she took more of him into her mouth. She felt him nudging at the back of her throat, then pulled her mouth back until her lips were right around the head again. She repeated what she'd just done several more times, moving her mouth down onto his cock then bringing it back near the end, still stroking him with her hand. She brought her other hand up to cup his balls as she sucked him and Dad moaned and continued to play with her ponytail.

Mandy sucked and stroked her dad for about another minute before he made her stop and told her to lay down. Mandy lay down on the sofa and Dad knelt down and took off her boots (leaving her socks on), then unfastened her skirt. He pulled it down over her slim hips, down her legs and over her ankles, then tossed it on the floor.

"No panties," he said. "Very nice touch."

Mandy propped herself up on her elbows and watched him as Dad lifted her legs, spread them wide, then knelt again of the floor and brought his head down between her thighs.

He kissed her first, then began to lick her, burrowing his tongue between her soft full lips. Mandy gasped at the sudden jab of pleasure that coursed through her, then gasped again and sighed as Dad continued to lick her, sliding his tongue up and down the brief length of her pussy, crawling in between the lips, slithering in circles around her clit. A delightful warmth spread through the lower part of her body, flowing outward from her pussy to her chest, her arms and legs, and Mandy's murmurs of pleasure became moans and soft cries as he continued to lick and suck on her. She laid down again on her back and began caressing her small tits, pinching her hardened nipples.

Dad continued to lick her for a few more minutes, and eventually the pleasures swirling inside of Mandy's body grew and intensified to a point where she couldn't contain them anymore and they burst, pouring all through her from head to toe, and she cried out as she came.

That always happened with her daddy, even if it hardly ever did with anyone else.

Afterward, Dad still licked her and kissed her for a little while, and Mandy wondered if he was going to make her come again, but then he stopped and got back to his feet. His cock was still jutting out of his opened pants and he took it in his hand. He leaned over her with his free hand supporting him on the arm of the sofa beyond her head, guided it to her hairless little lips, then slowly pushed it into her. His cock slid deep into Mandy's young pussy. Mandy gasped again, partly because it was so big and partly because its entry caused a return of those intense pleasurable feelings. She still had her hands on her small tits and began to fondle them again, increasing the swirl of feelings inside of her, as Dad buried his cock all the way in, then began to slowly fuck her. He held her by her hips and pushed steadily in and out of her and Mandy let one of her hands drift down to her pussy. She caressed her dad's cock as he fucked her, touching the spot where their two bodies met, then lightly caressing her clit. Heat flowered inside of her pussy and tummy, cascaded through the rest of her body, and she sighed and moaned. She continued to play with her tits and her pussy as Dad increased his speed and the force of his thrusts, almost jamming his cock into her now. Mandy writhed on the sofa in pleasure, tossing her head back and forth as Dad pounded at her. She began to moan and tremble, and finally her orgasm crested again, exploding within her, pouring in a tide of overwhelming and sensual warmth all through her young body.

She slumped on the sofa after that, exhausted, but Dad continued fucking her. He was pushing into her hard now, holding her by the hips and shoving his cock deep into her, grunting and moaning as he took his pleasure with her. Finally he came to the point of his own release and suddenly pulled his cock out of her. He grabbed Mandy by the wrist and pulled her up to a sitting position, brought his cock up to her lips. Mandy opened her mouth and he shoved it inside, pulled on her ponytail, and groaned as he began to come. His cock pumped a torrent of semen over her tongue and down her throat and Mandy swallowed as much of it as she could.

When he was finished Dad pulled his cock out of her mouth and put it back in his pants. Mandy got up and went to the bathroom to wash her mouth out, then came back to the living room to get dressed. Dad was laying on the sofa smoking, and with a fresh bottle of beer in his hand. When she came in he told her, "Princess, that was truly amazing. You're a good little fuck, sweetheart. No wonder you make so much money."

"Thank you, Daddy," Mandy replied.

She sat down next to him and started counting the money. She counted out exactly half and took that amount into her room, where she put it in the shoebox under her bed (the only shoebox her dad knew about), then returned to the living room. She stood there staring at her daddy for a few moments and thinking about how some people would consider him a bad daddy. But Mandy didn't think so. Okay, so he made her work the streets and he drank too much and didn't work himself, but he loved her, and he was gentle with her (most of the time), and was one of the very few men she ever fucked who could make her come her brains out. She figured that had to count for something.

"I'm gonna start dinner now, Daddy," she said.

"Okay, Princess," Dad replied.

Mandy went into the kitchen and the second part of her workday began.