" Kevin smiled knowingly. "Good," he whispered, "it will be my honor to be your first," he said as he carried her gently into her bedroom and laid her...on her bed. "But we aren't going to have sex," he continued, softly kissing her lips and working his way to her neck and then to her shoulder with tiny little wet pecks. "We not?" Mi-Cha asked, not understanding his idea. "No, Mi-Cha," he replied between kisses, "Since this is your first time, I want it to be special for you. We are going to make. ”She is glad to be rid of me and my silence that could be helplessness or aggression but is unlikely to be anything she wants to deal with.“This is Allison Kent. I can’t take your call right now. Please leave a message.”“Please” sounds as alien on your tongue as “thank you” or “I love you.” Please is a verb describing what I should do for you. Please is what you make me say when I'm naked, needy and on my knees with my hands spreading my asshole open in front of your husband, begging for his. Beth Ann spoke for both of us when she told the owners that we would be back often.With a full stomach and twilight coming soon, I chose a good spot in a wide cove and anchored about two-hundred feet out from shore and a good half mile from either point of land. That would give us privacy and keep us at least partially protected from any boats racing around the lake after dark. It was a good plan because the Branson Belle showboat cruised by a little later and created quite a wake, even for us. I began slowly stroking my cock then, my free hand reaching down to stroke Lisa's hair as gently as I could. The sight of my beautiful daughter's face right up against my prick was exciting beyond belief. It was more than I would ever have dared to do, except that my encounter earlier that day with Harry and his daughter had emboldened me. If Jane could be trained to accept her father's cock, perhaps Lisa...? But for now, I was content to merely jerk myself off with my sleeping daughter's head.