He fucked her hard now. Steve pushed fingers in her pussy, she moaned, he told her I missed your pussy and your ass, and she felt how his cock started...to erupt in her. How it left a big load of cum in her ass. He pulled it out, released the restraints of her, she felt the cum in her, how it wanted to get out of her ass, she pushed it out of her, holding one hand below her ass, she collected a part of the cum, put it over her boobs, massaged her boobs with it, loved the feeling of cum over her. “Wet is right!” Then her expression softened, her voice quieter. “I really like sex with you, Dad. I know it’s horrible to say it, but I’m glad you have amnesia. I’ve never been so happy.”“Yeah. Me too, honey.” Weight settled in my chest; a subtle ache of adoration. I genuinely loved my daughter, soft and sweet, adventurous and sexy, a beautiful free spirit. Had I appreciated her before? Had I showered her in the love she deserved? Had I let her know how important she is to me?Shaking myself. Can I take off the skirt? I asked as I took the picture. you fucking dumb bitch I told u to just do as told and if u would have kept your mouth shut till I got the pic I was going to tell u to put shorts on but now you stay in the skirt all night! was his reply. I sent the pic and begged him to let me put shorts on because my mom was home and knew I never wore skirts. lol to bad, tell her your new boyfriend wants you to get used to them. he laughed. That was one of the longest evenings ever. I. I would discreetly move my dress up a bit to show off my legs little by little. Jared would look down try not to let me see how hard he was. ‘Jared, what’s up? You seem like something’s on your mind?’ ‘No Ms. Singer, it’s just that you look really nice tonight. I didn’t think you’d dress up for me.’ ‘Why wouldn’t I want to dress amazing for someone who thinks the world of me?’ He definitely didn’t expect that answer. Jared, when you said all those things, I really didn’t know what to say. No.