I'll trade my car in on a van. We can put a mattress in the back and play to our heart's content." Now you're talking. Just remember ... no windows!" ...he laughed."The way we'll have the van bouncing around, there won't be any doubt about what we're up to."Our conversation went on for another few minutes while trading naughty scenarios for our trysts. It was fun for me. It was fun for me because it was fun for Diane. She enjoyed sex, but she absolutely loved our being together and pleasing each. Soon, his hand was slapping her wet pussy, as his cock seemed to grow into her belly. When a slap hit her clit, she lost it and screamed out, "Oh Daddy!!!!" and Jeff looked to see his hand wet as his daughter writhed on his lap, moans of ecstasy emitting from her open mouth. Her Daddy had made her cum once again and this time, she had not disguised it, his hand now rubbed her wet flesh as his fingers found her clit and she moaned louder, "Yes Daddy, please, I need it so bad," and he didn't let. I smiled happily, as my fingertips felt the powerful throb of his very hard cock, thoroughly coated in my juices, for one last time. As Dave walked me to my car, so I could drive off to work, I kissed him good bye, patted his lovely trouser bulge, and thanked him for a truly wonderful morning. Smiling and winking, I asked him if I could “come” by for dinner tonight. “You'll be serving-up sausage and gravy to my hungry mouth tonight, won’t you?” With that, I kissed his trouser bulge, climbed. He also complained unceasingly that his villagers were all lazy thieves who stole his hard-earned tax monies once he’d gathered them. This was obviously utter nonsense since there wasn’t a single villager who had more than a few worn coins to their name. This particular summer had been no better than recent years past. The spring rains had come late, and then much too hard and had flooded much of the seed away. Then no rains had come since Easter and now the pitiful remains of the grain crop.