. She started to cry as she stroked it and I began to reach down to pull my pajamas up thinking this was too cathartic for her. But, she aggressively ...lapped my hands away and said they were tears of joy, and like her grammy, she too had fallen in love with me long ago. Without another word she attacked my cock with her curious mouth and to my amazement in quick time my entire 8-inch shaft was down her throat. I now realized that her secret practice with Nana's dildos over the years coupled. She had been at boarding school in Hong Kong but was now coming to live with her new family. Her name was Jasmine and what a pretty little flower she was. Half western and half Chinese and believe me she had the best attributes of both cultures. She was petite but not overly slim, long dark straight hair, the most deep and beautiful eyes you could ever swim in, olive complexion and only 12 years old. Jazz, as we started to call her, was quiet, shy and ultra obedient. At first she wouldnt talk. "Laughing he continued reading, I felt relief and excitement as he went over all my most intimate details, relief that he was not upset or annoyed, excited at his learning of my exploits. A little while later he closed the diary, put it on the table and reached for the next one."You've been a busy little girl." He commented with a grin as he opened the second diary."In case you hadn't noticed," I responded with a broad grin, "I'm not a little girl any more." Oh I had noticed all right." Dad. And I loved it." Well, I am worried I didn't feel anything when we rode yesterday. I mean nothing. I am worried I can't get excited anymore," she whispers."I think you are putting too much pressure on yourself again and thinking too much. Just because you haven't felt like sex, doesn't mean you can't get excited or aroused, when stimulated."We sit in silence as I wrestle with an idea. Fuck it, just do it."I bought a little something to try and think this might be a good time to try it. Will you.