He leaned back to look into my eyes and saw nothing but truth, “You can’t know how much I love you girl.” I was on a roll, I didn’t want the evening to stop, so I put a hand on his cheek, kissed son him lightly on the mouth and said “Then take me home and show me some more how much you love me.” The ride home was quiet, we didn’t talk but I laid on his lap again and toyed with the outline of his prick while he drove. By the time we got to the garage he was ready for another session with his daughter. I let him lead mother me to the bedroom where I said, “I’ll be right back” and went to the adjoining bath to clean up and undress. When I stepped into the bedroom again, I was naked. I felt some modesty as he looked me up and down, apprising my nudity for first time in fourteen years. I was nude, but he was still in his briefs and shirt, “Dad,” I protested, “we aren’t going to have sex like that, take everything off.” He stripped his shirt and shorts as he gawked at me. I looked at what he revealed, his boner stuck out a mile, my heart started thudding and I got wetter between the legs thinking about what I was about to do with it. I bounced on the bed, rolled to my back, then made a silent offer with spread legs and outstretched arms. Daddy was over me in an instant, he rammed his cock full in, then he and me spent the next half hour destroying his bed. By the time he came the second time that night, I had a series of little orgasms until I was damn near crippled with a final climax that made me cramp so hard, I lifted my father off the bed with my hips and begged him to cum. The next morning dad made me breakfast. He’d had time to think about what we’d done and was feeling guilty again. I wasn’t, I was still drifting on an air of euphoria but I didn’t tell him japanese that. He expressed remorse that he had taken advantage of his drunk daughter; I took advantage of his guilt. I managed to steer the guilt trip to my needing an advance on my allowance. Dad fished out his wallet and gave me two twenties. I got the feeling he felt absolved by giving me the cash, but no matter, I was happy with the money. By the time we’d finished our pancakes, we were relating on a father/daughter level again. When payday came dad gave me my $50 allowance. I looked up at him, “That’s too much, you only owe me ten.” “No sweetheart, this is right, what I gave you before was because I love you.” But the passage of time was of little concern to ageless creatures such as Kara and myself. I was so embarrassed. Darius raised an japanese eyebrow. Nicole’s on her way over. You will then all stand in a line, girls in one, boys in the other. He looked at her quietly for a minute. Passion was not sharing in my playfulness. “When I kissed you back in the café, it was ’cause it felt like you were daring me to, and also just... well, me expressing my feelings at the moment,” he decided. He planted soft gentle kisses along mother her slit, on her smooth pubic mound, on her clitoral hood and along her son outer lips. We will know now if it is a parasite, but I honestly feel like this is a prank.” “What do you want?” “Hey, what about the boy there?” Her tongue attacked my mouth. It is the canal that gives life itself. I would love to come into a place and have a guy rip my clothes off, fuck me hard, cum all over me and leave me like that! Swiping for sperm or something.” “Well that sounds interesting but no, what I’m talking about is an egg.” Mary asked. Soon, there was a knock at the door.