Well she said hi you must be kerby and my stripper i said yes im here to entertain you tonight with that she lead me in to the house down this hall wa... to a small room as she said i hope this room will fit your needs if you like to change into anything ect , i said yes this will be fine and she asked if id like a drink inwitch i replied yes please . after a while she came back with my drink and said would you like me to show you around the house i agreed as we were walking around she showed me. . To get his attention.I wanted my father, in ways I had never imagined......We didnt speak that night, all I heard from her, were the un mistakable sounds of my daughter pleasuring herself in her room. I shut my eyes outside her locked door. Listening, imagining and dreaming of her as I rubbed my steadily growing cock.The sight of her, watching her masturbate, watching me, fueled another 2 blows that night.............When I returned home from school the next day, I saw my father, in his grey. When she recovered, I tended to get the most gracious and graceful blow jobs imaginable, right before Beth Ann would impale herself on my rigid member. When bed time came, we tended to be ready to crash.After tying up our boat and getting it all battened down, we headed for home, tired and pleased. We chatted for well over an hour about our trip and made plans for other excursions. As far as the boating lifestyle was concerned, we were hooked.Life intruded the next day and we had to see Rebecca. We texted on phone that night and it continued for a few days more. I started flirting every day and she liked it. We met during week days in the afternoon times when she has her lunch break. That’s because I will not be available during nights as I work for night shifts.One day while we were texting I asked her normally if she was interested in sex or not. She understood where it was going and stopped texting. I continuously texted but she still didn’t reply. I called her a few times but she.