I sit in my car in awe as I witness you please yourself, wishing it was me doing it to you. Once you are done, you set your toy aside and casually cle...n up. I feel as if I am drunk and can't even see straight from the forceful orgasm I experienced. I take a swig from a half empty bottle of water and start my car to go for a quick drive, to enjoy what's left of the beautiful autumn night. When I return I see you sitting outside on your porch with a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other.. “My my, this is a very wet diaper. I’m glad I put a diaper on my little baby girl, she certainly can’t be wetting her big girl panties yet. But I’m pretty sure she doesn’t want to be wearing them, she wants to be my little baby girl, hmm? Yes? She wants to be daddy’s little baby girl wearing her diapers?” Daddy knew Holly loved being talked down to, and he was proven right as he was wiping her kitty with a wet wipe when he noticed another form of wetness forming around her kitty. He. I could feel the heat of her body so close to mine, the soft contours and youthful firmness. Her hair smelled as sweet as spring and I drank up her fragrance with an ever-growing and dangerous mixture of forbidden emotions and fatherly love. The forbidden was winning out and the ever-growing grew to unprecedented heights. This is your own daughter! my head screamed. But visions of her youthful beauty, tainted by alcoholic influences, and her body nearly melted to mine, caused an infernal mental. “Whoa, that’s not what I meant,” I gasped, grabbing her shirt, and tossing it back to her. “I meant that I wanted you to treat the people in the neighborhood with more respect.”She was stunned and made no move to put her shirt back on--not that I intended to complain.“That’s all?” she asked incredulously.“I admit to being a pervert--I am a guy, after all. And yes, I’ve watched you for some time now. The three of you are incredibly beautiful, but I would never force a woman to do something like.