Placing his hands on the sides of her face he said, you know I like it when she comes to visit. Reaching down Megan rubbed the back of her hand on he ...emi hard dick. Smiling she said, I know. Pulling her to him, he hugged and kissed her. Reaching down he pulled at the thin strip of cloth holding Megan's robe closed. Holding her hands out to her sides Megan let her lover slide the robe down her arms and fall to the floor. Pushing her hips forward, she ground her swollen mound against his. "Hi yourself. Have a good day?" I asked."Not bad. Dad, do you think I'm pretty?" Not in the least," I said smiling when her face fell. "I think you absolute gorgeous." Aw, you're just saying that because you're my Dad," she blushed."Even a blind man could see your beauty. Why do you ask?" I don't know. I guess I just don't have a very high opinion of myself." She paused biting her lower lip with obviously another question. "Daddy, do I look sexy?" You have the maturity of a woman in a girl's. I lost myself for a few seconds just feeling him, guessing at his length, his shape, the veins imprinting on his shaft, slightly twisting my hand every time I reached the tip wondering how sensitive I could make it.By removing my hand I heard him moan, almost sending me over the edge right then and there making me giggle at the thought. I felt the deep instinctive need to make us cum. With his cock free I pushed my ass back against him, only my skirt preventing skin to skin contact. I did. So, in many ways Robert became the child she couldn’t have. He spent as much time as a youngster at the Gatehouse Cottage as he did at home. Archie would take him around the estate exploring the three-mile stretch of the River Avon that ran through the estate. He taught Robert how to fish and shoot and developed his interest in wild life.Robert finished his drink and was moving towards the staircase when he had a sudden thought. Terry, with the slight accent, she was a Scot he realised.The.