She kissed her father hard and whispered again."I want to fuck you like an a****l, I want to feel you from the inside. I want to fuck you like an a***...l, my whole existence is flawed." You get me closer to God." Joseph joined in the song.The whole song Leanne and Joseph were like that, close, sexual, ready to leave and fuck in the first place they could find. When the song was over Sam and Rachel made jokes about how close the two of them came to fucking on the floor, while the band played. But I saw the look of unconditional, daughterly love in her eyes. Right then, I knew I had won.Slowly, hesitantly, she began fumbling with the buttons of her denim shirt, undoing them one by one, occasionally looking me in the eye as she did so, hungry for her daddy's approval. My cock was now fully engorged.Her shirt was off, revealing an incredible torso, her 22-year-old breasts barely restrained by a snow-white, virginal bra."Okay," I said approvingly, "now let's see those tits!"She gasped. It ached to actually stand upright once more, but she made her way to the bathroom, bathed and then began her housekeeping duties.When she had finished cleaning house and doing laundry, she found a housecoat and even though she did not doubt that there was virtually no chance of encountering anyone she ventured outside.The view was breathtaking, craggy mountains surrounding a narrow valley where a stream meandered its way into the distance.She saw the fence and though escape flashed through her. His share was to be forwarded to his mother, who was living off his earnings. Dammit, we would have to make some provision to helping her now that Hank could no longer do that.Once things calmed down, Hank was buried at sea with all of the ceremony that we could muster. May he rest in peace.The pirate boat looked promising as the third craft we were hunting for, and a prize crew was put aboard to sail it to New Orleans. We decided to head for the rendezvous point, and that involved a swing back.