“Don,t turn it off, Daddy! I like those kind of videos and I like to look at your pretty cock!” “You do” Dad seemed surprised by my attitude. ...��Never had anyone call it pretty before!” “Why Not? Most cocks are pretty. Can I touch it Please?” “But you,re my daughter! We shouldn’t,t be doing this!” He protested. “But why not? I need you to make love to me and you need your lovely cock played with.?” I reasoned. “But this is i****t!” Dad argued. “Not if we don,t tell anyone.” I grasped his shaft. . Seeing this my aunt laughed and said that with this speed no woman with satisfy, and all along that hand of her was not removed over my tool. She said she wanted to test me and see how fast i can get hard again, saying this she sat on her toes and took my tool in her mouth, i was stunned with her intentions, she was seriously concentrating on my dick, from top i could see her big cleavage, and she was not having a bra on, immediately i was hard and she was sucking it hard and hard, i was. Looking for a distraction, I curled into a recliner, grabbed the TV remote and channel surfed until I found a fluffy teen romance called "The Truth about Cats and Dogs." The plot was straight from Cyrano de Bergerac, but at least the characters were sympathetic and engaging. However, if the goal had been to take my mind off sex, it wasn't working. The lead characters had were having marathon candle-lit telephone conversation which turned out to be the prelude to an erotic, but frustrating. We shouldn’t be doing this but I’ve missed having a man in my bed and you are growing into suck a handsome man. There’s nobody I love more in this world than you. We shouldn’t be doing this, but I haven’t felt this good and sexy in years. I just don’t know what to do. Let’s just enjoy each other for a while longer and we’ll figure this out later when we have time to reflect on what we’ve done. But for now, I need you. I want to feel your hands, lips and tongue all over my body. I need.