I planned to propose that she have sex with him. I brought up the topic with the excuse that the milkman’s bill had to be paid, and she should calcu...ate the amount and give it to him tomorrow. I also said that he must be very active sexually and potent to have one child every year. At last I expressed with fear to my DIL my plan. She was shocked that I wanted her to get fucked by the milkman, who was a dirty dark man. She absolutely refused. But, I tried to make her understand that I wanted to. Hers were even firmer and better shaped that any in the RV. It must have been the fact that she started from nothing and grew them from scratch, so to speak.“Do I look disappointed, Mr. Sandusky?” she asked, in a sexy, sultry voice.“Not in the least, Ms. Roberts. I was just admiring your breasts. I do believe you have the most perfect pair I have ever seen. It must be the fact you started with almost nothing and grew them to full size under total control of the coconut elixir.”“REALLY? You mean. She comes over and sits sideways in my lap. Her arms wrap around my neck and her lips meet mine. She pulls back and says, ‘Can we just cuddle here for a while? What we just did was hot and I had one hell of an orgasm, but I’d just like to lay here in your arms.’ ‘I kiss her cheek and reply, ‘Of course we can.’ I trace my hand down her forehead and her nose to her lips. I lean down and kiss her on the lips. She kisses me back softly, but with great passion. She lays her head on my chest. She. His touch was electric, and I let out an audible gasp. He watched my face as his expert hands began their sensual, erotic movements. He knew just how to rub and stroke, focusing on my sensitive plum-shaped knob. I gave myself completely to him, arching my back, tilting my head back, closing my eyes, and spreading my legs. I was uttering unintelligible groanings as his hands made love to me, releasing new kinds of passion with which I was heretofore unfamiliar, bringing me to the point of no.