I didn’t feel so much a building up to an explosion of pleasure as a feeling if being done, sleepy and sedate, I would sigh with utter contentment. Sailing
After my parents divorced, Daddy would try to do fun things when my sister and I came to visit. Riding a motorcycle one weekend and taking us to a drive-in the next. Hot xxx As he held me with one arm, his other hand would gently stroke my hair, arms, legs, and invariably between my legs. Just writing this makes me hotter than a whore in heat. From time to time he would catch me peeking and our eyes would lock. “Do you want to swing by yourself or do you want a ride?””I want a ride Daddy.” My voice quieted by the quivering that started in my cunny and spread into my chest.




















