" It doesn't bother me," I assured him with a chuckle. Hell no, she was making my dick hard, but I certainly wasn't going to volunteer that."No one in...the family thinks she's really wild at all – hell, she's barely been out of the house unchaperoned in months. But for some reason, she likes to pretend to be the town slut, just to get their goat I suppose. She claims to be very sexually active, which seems impossible, probably just to outrage her mother. Soledad says not to worry, it will all. Grabbing his pants, she pulled until he got the hint and stood up. Gripping his pants, she led him towards the stairs and up them to her bedroom.Closing the door behind her, she turned to face him.“You sure about this?” Austin asked, caught between not wanting to stop and not wanting to start.“Yeah,” Taylor said, nodding her head even as she felt the nerves building inside her.To show him that she meant it, she unbuttoned her shorts. Pulling the zipper down, she smirked as his eyes went to her. "I was startled at her forwrdness. "Sarah--" Come on, Dad. Tell me what's wrong. Maybe I can help; save you a doctor's visit. It ain't free you know."I could barely meet her gaze; it was such a touchy subject. "I might need to see a urologist. A specialist. You don't specialize in that, do you?"She sighed again. "Daddy, do I have to call in the nurse to hold you down? Tell me what's wrong and let me take a look."Finally, I capitulated to her insistence. I sat down on the table and told her. ?Depuis derri?re, il me prend dans ses bras, je me laisse aller contrelui. Ses mains me caressent, le ventre d'abord et ensuite mes seins. Jesens qu'ils sont vrais, au moins cela, il me triture les mamelons, mmhhc'est bon. Sa main glisse plus bas et s'enfile sous mon slip ... qu'est-ce qu'il va y trouver ? Un zizi, ce serait l'horreur, mais je ne saispas. Sa main glisse et glisse sans obstacle et, lorsqu'il caresse mesl?vres vaginales, touche mon petit bouton, c'est l'extase. Quel bonheur,oui.