I reach around and grasp your firm tight buttocks and insert my tongue once again into your vagina. I hear you gasp and moan. “Daddy! Oh daddy… oh...�� oh… god don't stop! I love you Daddy!” Then I feel your hand on the shaft of my cock. And I feel your sweet virgin lips close around my cock head. You’re sucking my dick again! I’m performing sixty-nine with my own daughter! Oh god, was there ever a father as sick and twisted as I am? But I have dreamed for ages of doing this, of perverting your. Fearing further confrontations, I eased my wheels into the unimposing parking lot and with a dash of cologne entered the dimly-lit room awash in the mid summers rain. My full intention was to drown my sorrows in solitude and seek solstice in the motel next door for the night.The entire day had been most uniquely revealing, and now, sitting peaceably at the colorful bar, I began to recount the day's defeats with a more speculative eye. My second glass was all but empty when she approached from. He could almost feel inquisitive eyes somehow imploring the disgruntled (and now slightly dazed) gamer, as well as hear the soft shuffling of what sounded like paper bags..?...Along with 2 soft knocks.'But... it couldn't be...”“James...~”It was her.His heart was pounding.He couldn't tell if his body was aflame from the lingering rage left by the game.....or her voice having it's usual, seemingly heightened, affect on him.He could feel the familiar tug deep within in his abdomen. It was tempting to sign on full time. Let Charles and Marcus fight with paperwork and the legislators, he could handle tourists and bait. He glanced over the six boats that made up the Davidson Fishery fleet. Three had been in service, at least in name, since the 1800's. The other three had been his gift to the family when it became apparent that the charter side of the business needed expansion. He occasionally threatened to sell his personal stake, but it was pure bluff. In his will, he split.