Well, maybe I could help you out with that. “I’m Florence.” The angel said and she took her hand off his arm to place it in his as they shook. ...er hand was small and warm and Cupid could only imagine how it would feel if she were to touch him in other places. Her expectant look shifted his unholy thoughts and he made to introduce himself “I’m Cu-… I mean, I’m…” Cupid tried to think of a fake name to give her, but drew a blank. “You can call me CJ.” His surname was actually ‘Godly’ but he. My young daughter wasn't wearing a bra. When the last button was undone she began to open her shirt all the way. Her small, well formed titties stood straight out, topped with lovely pink nipples.My mouth dropped open as I stared at my daughter's tits. My breathing increased as I seemed to be struggling for air."Renee," I finally whispered, "Button your blouse."She smiled softly as her eyes held on mind. I was almost in a panic. This was my own daughter, for chrissakes! She ignored my words and. I was a bit taken aback. I mean we were friends and used to sex talk. But I never thought of having it with her physically or personally. Although I always desired her hot body. When I told her that I won’t be able to come, she got angry and hung up. I called her up again to ask what happened. She said she does not want to hear no today and want me to come to her. I said ok I am coming and she yelled in pleasure and said ok let me wear something proper as I am not wearing anything. I urged her. She wrapped her fingers around his prick and startedpumping. Chuck sighed blissfully. Her guilt began tomelt. Maybe the boy was right. Nobody had to know whathe or she was doing. And was it really wrong to makeeach other feel so good?She firmed her grip on his cock and pumped faster. Thedamage was already done. She’d already fucked her ownson and loved it. She’d come better with him than shehad with any other man. There was no turning back, nodenying what had happened. So why not.