What do you think?’ ‘I think that sounds amazing. I’d have to stop at my hotel and grab a few things. If that’s okay?’ ‘Of course. In fact...why not check out and when we get back you can stay with me. Sorry if that’s to forward of me…’ ‘Are you mocking me Mr. Swim?!?’ I ask. ‘Yes Miss Speed I certainly am.’ I smile as we both dress. Him this time putting on khaki cargo shorts and a nicely fitting grey tee. He was so incredibly sexy. I sat on his bed and we talked as he threw clothes into a suit. She spread her legs for her daddy to feel her as his fingers rubbed oil on her clit. As he played with the clit and tits she arched her back and raised her hips showing him she wanted more.Now she found his hard cock and pulled it from his bathing suit. She stroked it up and down enjoying how big and hard it had grown under her touch. His hand now found the opening to her pussy and began to finger her as his other hand tweaked the nipples. She was jerking his cock as she raised her hips wanting. No one in sight. "Hello-o-o! Anybody there?" No answer. Wait -- was that a push-button on one side of the doorpost? He pressed it, and a muted chime sounded somewhere in the distance. With a loud buzz-and-click the gate unlocked.A painstakingly maintained cobblestone road led through a cluster of low buildings. The one marked "Administration" seemed a likely candidate for a place to ask directions. He swung the gleaming brass knocker on a massive wooden door."Welcome. Come on in, if you will,. Thus went the next five or six days of my life, watching ESPN when I wasn't feeding my sister or cleaning her ass or pussy after she went to the bathroom. Oh yeah, and trying to control my damned cock which seemed to be always hard after helping her in the bathroom.Changing the wraps on her hands wasn't that bad, I actually became quite good at it by the third day! The problem area was her inner thigh. Nessa hated the fact that she had to allow me to spread her legs wide so I could get at her.