My daughter’s fingers seized my hair, sliding through it. Her breasts jiggled in her low-cut top as she hissed in frustration.“Stop being a bitch ...ight now!” I growled.Needle-like pain stabbed into my eyes. My daughter gasped, her brown eyes—the same hue as her mother’s—widened. Her hands lowered, her cheeks paling. She swallowed, fidgeting before me, her entire demeaning shifting from demanding to... Contrite?“I’m sorry, Dad,” she muttered, looking away from me. “I just ... It was pretty. It’s. Mmmm, sooo beautiful. I gently push you up against the door as we lock it. Slowly kissing your neck. I feel you bite mine and I know its time to step it up. I pick you up and take you to the bed. Placing you on so that your head is closest to the edge. I reach down and begin kissing you. Gently on the mouth, then parting your tongue and getting hot. All the while, undoing my clothes. (I love it when a woman does all the handling) so you reach up and undo my zipper, button, and slide down. ”“Are we sure of that? I mean might Stan have been released early for good behavior or something? And he is about six feet tall.”“I hadn’t thought of that. Let me call Recon and ask him to look into it.”“After we cuddle a little and after we get to play a little.”“Play? I don’t want to hurt you.”“I will be very hurt if you don’t let me play with your cock. And I will be hurt if you don’t spend some time playing with my pussy. I haven’t had an orgasm since the Sunday before your trip.”“What. I was young when all this happened, just 19 years old, a sophomore in a university, and my cousin was 28 or 29, but she still looked so young. She was a beautiful girl and very sweet and proper.I wasn't real popular among the ladies at this point. I was a virgin actually. I was absolutely addicted to porn. But I was absolutely frightened by the prospect of being turned down by a woman then. It was sad really. My cousin and I are Asian, and my cousin was going out with an average height white.