Hannah felt guilty and worried that her father would spent his life alone because of her. And she was probably right, at least to some extent."Hannah?...Your father is a grown man who makes his own choices. Trust me, if he wanted to get married again he would do it without asking for your permission. I'm sure that he thinks about you but a man like your father-" Like what?", Hannah cut her looking curious."Determined, strong-willed and arrogant is responsible for his own decisions. There is no. A while of rubbing her back obviously made it’s way into my my cock. And it was raging hard again. I was gently kneading her tushy at that point and was toying with her bum crack which she found teasing so she reached back and tried to swat my hand but instead hit my cock rather hard.She froze and turned around, shocked and surprised to see and realized what she hit. A sly smile came out from her.“Boy! That thing is excited again?”“Are you not? I mean, with a body like yours and your wiggling. My pecker was reaching for her hands, and I was just going to help a little bit.That never happened. She nipped with such authority that the fun went out of the dare. "Damn, D" I lifted her petite little body back into her seat, beautiful little A cup cones completely visible through the thin tee's transparency. Her devilish grin, looking me in the eyes as I seated her, melted my heart but enraged my cock. They both caught a glimpse of it through the tight cotton of my boxer-briefs, large and. I pulled her black stiletto high heels out of her closet and place them on the bed she'd write-off came into the bedroom puzzled standing there naked with the curtains open with me smiling she gave me a grin like what's up with the shoes and I told her I said wouldn't it be fun to put on a show for the trash collectors she smiled at me and said really and disappointingly it did not happen we put the shoes away she got dressed and we continue down with our daily chores for the house a few weeks.