Sally, as soon as she saw James walk through the door, launched herself from the couch and into his arms like a runaway freight train, nearly knocking...him from his feet."Hi Daddy James." she giggled. It took James aback for a moment, before he remembered the girls teasing her this morning.'Hi, Sally, did you miss me?' he sent, a wry tone to his message.Sally pulled away long enough to stare deep into his eyes. She seemed to be searching for something and, whatever it was she saw, obviously. His hand on her leg was replaced with hand-holding for about twenty minutes. The movie started, and Abby cuddled against him. His right arm was over her shoulder, fingers hanging inches from her right tit and left hand now at her short hem.The boy could see the father’s hand over the girl’s shoulder, fingers pointing down. He couldn’t believe it when he saw the girl slide her dad’s hand inside her top. “That feels nice, I love your hand on my bare tit Daddy,” she let the boy hear. His eyes. He was always there for us, even when he was away from us. I still try to live by his standards. Even so, I am a healthy young, female, and, I am told, substantially more than attractive. Some have even told me other things, but, I take most of it with a grain of salt. I see myself in the mirror, and don't see anything to tell me I'm special in ANY way. I'm satisfied to be presentable, and comfortable. Nothing more."Sharon had shook her head in disbelief over what she was hearing. Dolly was. The head of it was glistening under the street lights and she had to taste that pre-cum for it was her most favourite taste on a man. As his hand released from her cunt it left a trail of lady cum on the hood of his car and she leaned forward to take in every inch instantly. This lady knew what she was doing and she was doing it expertly. He happily allowed her to lap it up as he played with her nipples, pulling on them a little harder each time. She gagged as he thrust his throbbing cock.