"Now that's an intriguing idea..." Eric muses thoughtfully. "But first things first - let's see how well this little tryst works out between Hannah and Andre."

Your dad chuckled softly at your exaggeration before looking back at Andre with a smirk. "Don't hold back on her. Show her what you got." His gaze flickered between the two of you, clearly enjoying the sight of his daughter being taken hard by the man sitting beside him.

Andre groaned as he continued to thrust into you, feeling your tightness and wet heat enveloping him with each stroke. "Oh fuck, Hannah... You feel so good,"

Andre lets out a low moan as he feels your nipple harden through the fabric of your shirt. "I like them just fine," he says huskily, pinching and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger before moving to cup your other breast with his free hand. "In fact..." He leans in closer, his face mere inches from yours as he speaks in a low whisper. "...I think they're perfect."

As he stands there, his hands roaming over your chest, Andre can feel himself growing hard beneath his pants. He takes a step closer, pressing his body against yours as he slides one hand down to grip your ass through the fabric of your shorts. "Perfect," he murmurs again, squeezing tightly and grinding his hips forward. "You're so perfect..."