“Beti, you have a lovely face!” he didn’t know he just said that which made his daughter blush, as he was lost in kissing her more and more and ...lowly made his way to her ears and neck; checked out his daughter’s beautiful cleavage which was so inviting.She arched her neck to let him kiss her more, not wanting it to stop as she never thought her father could have such effect on her, guilty but it was so good for him to ask to stop, “After all I am your daughter papa, for a handsome guy like. . not helping quell the arousal the previous book had awarded him. What happened next, had that arousal bulge his underwear. Cathy didn’t know where she found the audacity within her, to take up the challenge of confronting a complete stranger, but that his interest in that book was too ripe an opportunity for her to pass over. She moved closer to him, and slipped out that very book with a smile, her scent subtle, yet somehow overpowering, a fragrance which would remain etched upon his. When she finally left, full of hope and ambition, my life crashed to the floor. I looked around and decided that I didn't want to live there anymore. I fooled around with an old pre-world-war-two delivery van getting a needle valve installed in the side of the carburetor, fed from a hundred-pound LP gas cylinder in the back. My accelerator was a hand lever, like on a tractor. It was probably one of the first commercial engines started with a DC motor. You had to throw the gear in and out with a. Soon my hand was moving up your thigh towards your hip. I clutched it, urging you closer. You moaned as we kissed and slipped your right hand around to the back of my neck, holding me tight so you could suck on my tongue. When you eventually pulled away I heard a soft sucking sound as your soft, pliant lips released me. It was then I realized that my hand was cupping your left breast. ‘You’re a good kisser, Nick’ you said. I’ve always loved that about you.’ ‘Thanks. So are you Lisa. Remember,.