Dear God, you’ll give yourself a heart attack. Calm down to a nervous wreck, at least. You have to survive until she returns this coming spring. Her...words seemed to give me an open license to expand my plans for our reunion. I did promise her lunch overlooking the Grand Canyon. I wonder if that promise could be altered to include dinner and breakfast, too? Have I misinterpreted her words and read too much into them? My God, the questions have started up all over again. Am I presuming too much?. I mounted her without putting weight on her and directed my throbbing cock toward her mouth. She raised her head and took the tip between her lips. I pushed and forced it further into her mouth. She then pushed up and the whole thing disappeared down her throat. She began to move up and down on it sucking it very hard. "Do you want my cum in your mouth or on your face," I asked, because I couldn't squirt it on her tits as she was still wearing her sweater. Of course she couldn't answer as. Whenever Angie gave me that look, she‘d, make me feel so bad I’d give her anything she wanted and she knew it!So I’d put my arms around her and pulled her over on top of me. As Angie began riding me, I kissed her teary cheeks and eye lids and rocked her back and forth in my arms. While I still tried to explain to her halfheartedly that I was her father and we shouldn‘t be doing this no matter how good it feels.One night shortly after our little talk Angie was lying beside me in bed with her. .”“Did you make a decision?” the doctor asks softly.“Yes, think ... I have to help my sister. I wish want her to feel as comfortable in her body as I do mine,” she answers, covering up her own needs.“Of course, Alma,” Leah says. “Are you ready to let her fuck you?”“Yes, I’m ready,” the woman replies meekly.“Excellent.” The doctor is pleasantly surprised by the quick decision. Now, she is absolutely sure that Alma needs a good fuck and a big cock badly, especially from her sister.“But, um, can.