"Rub your breasts and play with your nipples." A slight hesitation, followed by another "Now!" As she is rocking on my hard -- really hard -- boner...and playing with her nipples, I can feel her wetness. I want to smell her, to taste that young pussy. Suddenly, I push her off so that she is lying on the bed. She looks at me with questioning eyes. I take her hand and place it on my cock -- she smiles and starts to rub me. I kiss her face -- her eyes, her forehead, her nose, then finally,. She thought of her father's confession and his night in bed with Jeannie and she recalled his confessed lust for her. Then she thought of her own sexual feelings and how she thought of his cock while she masturbated.Suddenly Rhonda heard her own voice and she was surprised, "Dad? I..." she was looking him directly in the eye, "We ... er, we don't have any choice ... do we?"Dick gulped. He stared at the youngster. There was no mistaken what she meant. He wanted to get up and run away, or at. The most innocent of people could be natural loners and not receptive to companions at their camp site. Well, I could live with that—I did know of a couple of other places that I could use if I had too. The cave I was headed for was just my favorite.It was late afternoon, but a couple of hours before dark, when I found the cave I was looking for. Dammit, someone else was already using the cave for a camp. Oh, well, it wouldn’t hurt to ask if he would accept company.I was not a complete fool, so. “Let me get your coat, Tom,” Brenda said.I took my coat off and handed it to her just as Diane came in carrying a plate full of cut up pork roast.“Wow, that smells wonderful,” I said.“Well, it’s about damn time, Tom,” Diane replied and then laughed and said, “Thanks! Glad you could make it.” She set the pork down and came over to me and we hugged hello as we usually do. As usual, my cock reacted and got semi-hard. Brenda came back in the room just as we pulled away from each other.“Hey, how.