"We don't have much time, love," he whispered, pulling his hand out. I gasped--my cum was all over his hand, making it shiny and wet. I knew I had cum...hard, but hadn't realized how much. He grinned at me and licked my cum off his fingers. I groaned and kissed him, tasting myself on his lips. He leaned back in the seat, spreading his legs. Knowing what he wanted--and what I always crave--my little fingers went immediately to the tie of his suit. I made short work of the knots and quickly freed. “Don’t look, now,” I said, although I was sure she heard the zipper of my jeans being opened.“I won’t, dad,” she said, but at the same time, she started unbuttoning her own shirt.“What are you doing?” I asked, like a properly concerned parent. Her shirt was already hanging down by her elbows, only held on by the sleeves, and a white bra had come into full view.“I don’t mind if you see them once, dad,” she said, and before I could tell her not to she had snapped the bra open from the front and. ”“I can see that. I ... I just can’t see how you do this instead of a nine to five job.”“Got some savings,” I said. “Some investments. Pays for this.”“Must be nice.”“It is,” I said.The shadows were getting long when we turned out of the river into the channel into the swamp. The waters were sluggish, almost devoid of current, tinged the color of weak coffee from the tannins of fallen foliage. Trees blocked us from any real wind. I eased the nose of Dorable forward, dead slow. She stopped, bow. I looked at her closely. I could almost see the old Lisa behind her eyes trying to reach me. The package wasn't that important. It would take some getting used to, but I was sure it was possible because we loved each other.I tentatively reached out and took her hand, marvelling at how much bigger it was. "Wow, this is going to take some getting used to. I'm going to need a step ladder just to kiss you," I said.That brought a tiny smile to her lips. "Maybe stilts, ... or I could just lean.