He shifted his hips closer to me in an obvious invite and I slipped my hand inside, wrapping my fingers around his quickly hardening cock. I carefully...freed it from its confined space and gave it an encouraging squeeze followed by a few long strokes from base to tip. I was rewarded with a slight thrust of his hips and a visible increase in his cocks size and hardness. I decided I wanted to see all of him so after unbuttoning his pants, I reached up with both hands and tugged them down. He. But Daddy didn’t know this was right. That incest was okay. Luckily, I would educate him.“Vanessa kept us apart. She did such mean things to me.” I moved closer, squeezing my titties, kneading them. “That bitch kept swooping in. She kept fucking you after I made you hard, didn’t she?”“Well ... I...” He swallowed. “Yes, but don’t tell your mother. Please.”“I’m not going to tell Mommy,” I said, stopping before him. “I just want to fuck you, Daddy. I want you to be in me. I want to love you,. For some insane reason that made him angry again and he picked up the pace, pounding me so hard that I thought my eyes were going to fall out of my head. I could hear the sound of wet flesh slapping together as he beat my fuck tube with growing fury. Then the cursing and threats started up again. He was furious that I had the nerve to actually begin getting into what he was giving me. This was supposed to be some kind of punishment he was dealing out to me, and I was instead acting like some. “No thanks, it’ll go away in a bit.”“Ah, I see,” Sheela said with a smile.“What do you mean by that?” I asked, as I looked up ather.“I’ll tell you later tonight when you pick me up,” sheresponded.“Can you at least give me a hint?” I asked.“Nope, It would be better if I tell you tonight,” Sheelasaid, as she walked out the door smirking. When she got to the door she dropped her pen and bendover to pick it up.