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Not that she was a great student to begin with. I just wanted her to succeed, but when I tried to get her to talk about what’s distracting her she insisted nothing. So there I was home early snooping on my daughter, officially acting like my own mother. First up was the underwear drawer the go to hiding spot for dumb teenagers. I rummaged through the panties, and found something hard. “shit" I muttered as I brought out my bowl I thought I’d lost. It wasn't going to be easy convincing her not to smoke when she's using my bowl. With a little more rummaging I found a little bag of pot. Nothing else was found In her dresser or the rest of her room. “Well I can’t just order her to stop indian smoking she'll just do it anyway if she’s anything like me" I thought. My own mother had caught me when I was her age and flipped out. It didn’t work if anything I smoked more out of spite. I'd set up rules so she would at least be a responsible pothead. I turned out alright. The pot in my hand smelled good. “might as well see what kind of quality she’s getting” I thought as I sat down in her computer chair. The pot smelled wonderful as I broke up enough for just a hit or two. It tasted even better. As I exhaled and set the bowl down I bumped the mouse. The screen came to life right to her desktop. Of course I had to search this as well. Expecting her Facebook page or something like that to pop up when I opened up Firefox I was shocked to be greeted by a pornhub video. Casting Missy was the title. I wasn't a stranger to porn but I had never heard of a casting video being uploaded. So of course I had to watch it. This cute blond girl sat on a couch answering questions from a man off screen. All the questions were what I’d expected at first like a normal job interview but for porn. They gradually got more and more explicit how many guys had she fucked, any girls, does she do anal, spit or swallow, on and on. By the time the guy asked her to get undressed I had to stop. I was so turned on I was considering masturbating in my daughter's room. Between the pot and listening to this girl describe her sexual history and fantasies I was wetter than I’d been in ages. I laughed again and pulled one of his hands down between my legs, “Do you think I’m enjoying myself?” Katie began to groan right away as the situation was so sexually charged she she was in half-come mode before they even started. "David, for you, I'll do most anything. He massaged them. We never did make it to indian that haystack. 'These' said Ravi feeling the underside of her breast. Dad’s taxi service is now closed!” I joked to the kids as we arrived back home. I picked it up, it was my Mom. I told him my current plans and said “well, think it over” as he handed me the offer paperwork. Have her come to our home later this week or weekend depending on her work schedule. She immediately reached down taking hold of it, and slowly started rubbing it.