We started to talk about how boreing it might be for both of us cause she wouldnt have someone to pleasure her and i wouldnt have any friends to chill...with but then i thought to my self did she just say she wont have anybody to fuck her and finger her then i thought to myself what if i asked if maybe just a one time thing we could maybe have some fun toghter and she said "that would be nice but as long as u dont say anything to my husband or we would both be dead" and i said "dont worry i wont. Dad had a good day fishing so most of the ride had been consumed with his stories of angling adventure. We walked down the central aisle a short distance and took seats about halfway back from the altar. Jack was next to the outer aisle, I was next to him, then Mom, then Dad.Jack looked down at my thigh and placed his hand right on the little bump the garter made in my thin skirt, which he promptly caressed. He also gently stroked the area above the bump, which he knew was covering the bare. Probably sooner. She hadn’t complained. Not only that, she’d suggested she’d welcomed another “accident.” She’d written that note after waking up and, no doubt, thinking about how she was no longer a virgin. She’d lost her virginity and it had been under conditions nobody would call ‘normal’. And yet, she’d written him a little love note. This wasn’t a daughter telling her dad she loved him like millions of girls said it on a daily basis. This was from a woman to the man who had taken her. I told her no, of course not. We stayed in the water for 2 hours, Cindy said she had to use the restroom and asked if I had to go. I told her I was fine. Cindy went to shore and grabbed her towel and went off to the bathroom that was down the beach. I was sitting on the edge of the sand, still in the water, Kevin came over and sat next to me. We both stretched our legs out and lean back some, resting our elbows in the sand. I noticed his cock was hard and it showed. I couldn't help starring at.