Immediately as she came on camera you could see she had been successful. Danny’s eyes widened and then returned to normal. However he shifted uneasi...y clearly re-adjusting his shorts. Tilda smiled and said ‘Hi Danny’. She waved cutely and let the tank top strap fall off her shoulder. They started to talk, about just day to day run of the mill stuff. Tilda was acting so innocent yet perfectly enticing. Danny watched as Tilda played with her hair, continuously lifting the strap back onto her. You have to stay awake for awhile until you warm up. I'm going to build a fire in the fireplace.”I busied myself preparing a fire, stopping every few seconds to shake her, squeeze her hand, and talk to her. Eventually, I had a roaring fire going.Now I turned my full attention to my guest. I knew the fire would help to warm her up, but I wondered how long it would take. Was the fire enough? How bad was her hypothermia? I pushed her sleeve up and took her pulse. It was slow, much slower than it. I’m 32-28-34. My mom told me to go to her house for stitching the dress and if possible stay over there for a day and get stitched and come. I too agreed and went to her house by morning 10am. She was doing some work and told to sit in sofa and watch TV. She came by 10.40. She just started talking in a ordinary way like how is my mom, me like that. I informed her that I have come to get my dress stitched. I was in Shirt and skirt. She was wearing saree in such a way that I can see her boobs. As. “Daddy, please don’t be silly, this is our secret, I love you to touch me, it feels so good, and makes my feel so loved. And I really love to touch you, it makes me feel close to you and safe to explore sex without being scared or feeling bad or having people talk about me and I love watching you cum for me, it’s the most sexy, exciting thing that I’ve ever done, and besides we love each other, don’t we? How much more can a daughter love a daddy than to share sex with him ?”Well, she had me.