Dad, I love you, I want you more than anything in this world, and all I want is to be with you. This is real. I’ve had a year of being in love wit... you to try and get over it, but it’s only getting stronger.”She leaned to him and put her arms around him and said, so softly that he could barely hear her, “Dad, all I want is you. Please don’t turn me away. You. Me. Us. This. This is what I want for Christmas.”Jake had always taught his daughter that, in an important conversation, don’t answer. "Now my curiosity was out weighing my desire to get home. I grinded the gear shift into gear, and pulled away from the intersection. As I turned onto the county road, my thoughts drifted to, who was living in the old Miller place, and how damn far out here it was. My delivery van cutting new tracks in the fresh snow, my heart pounding with vivid pictures in my head of some beautiful female creature, standing at he door, motioning me to come in, with that "Thank God there is a man around here". I was obsessed with knowing all I could about bras.I questioned in my mind, “why does Wendy have a girdle, she isn’t fat?” I unfolded it and touched the front panel that was shiny. It was smooth and silky feeling on the outside but sort of rough on the inside. I looked at the tag on the inside that said “Skippies by Formfit”. “I have to research this,” I thought.It was funny that while inspecting this girdle the metal garters sort of clinked together like a wind chime. I knew the garters were. I am pushing against you, urging you in deeper, harder, and faster. Your whole cock is inside my tiny ass, totally squeezed in my tight passage. You take long strokes, pulling almost out then slowly pushing deep into me once more.Hard and pulsating, your cock stretches my tunnel more with each stroke. Intimacy mixes with raw sexual energy. This act is both brutal and loving. "Harder, Harder Daddy, fuck my ass harder NOW," I plead.We are breathing hard and fast. You start fucking my ass wildly..