.. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her close, listening to her heart beating. Such a simple, glorious, wonderful thing, the human heartbea..., so comforting and reassuring. I felt the rage retreat, its fires banked once again and under control.But my heart kept pounding like a fire alarm and the tears continued to fall. I couldn't stop them. The memory of what I'd seen and felt wouldn't go away."Baby, what's wrong." she asked. "What happened?" Bad dream. Very bad dream, but it was so. A few tattoos finished off her exotic little hippy-chick appearance. I got very close to her, with her encouragement; she made me feel good, and gave me the impression, [maybe falsely] that she fancied me. A lot of flirting went on, and she’d often take me into fetish-clothing shops or adult bookshops on our walks out together when Mandy was busy. Some people could have seen she was leading me on, but I was too flattered and enamoured to realise.Being a guy with strong emotions and a highly. Their cocks were tenting out their shorts, ready for what would come next.Leslie turned away from them and unfastened her bra. She paused, holding the cups in place."It's not like we haven't seen them before," Jay reminded her.Leslie sighed and let her arms drop. She turned back around and both boys drew in their breath at the sight. They'd seen them before, sure, but only while she was lying down. Standing up, her barely C cup boobs stood out proudly, her nipples pointing at the excited. “ Dad, you know I am a virgin. I was wondering what it would feel like to be a real woman? Dad, could you take my virginity?” I felt the air escape me like I was punched hard. “ Baby,” I said, “ That would not be right, I am your father and we should not do that. It is incest and is not right for a Dad and his Daughter to have sex.” She seemed real disappointed and I don’t know if it was my lust for a cute virgin, or not wanting to disappoint my daughter. But, I told her I would, and that it.