Aimee sagged against me, then slid down until her head was in my lap. Her cheek rest right over my half-erect penis. I was surprised and a little emba...rassed that seeing my teenaged daughter topless, and imagining her masturbating, had made me aroused."I lov'yu, Daddy..." she breathed out, rubbing her cheek against my crotch. She slid her hand up beneath her cheek, which naturally meant that her hand was pressed against my balls. Perhaps naturally, Aimee began gently squeezing and massaging. Your hands find their way into my hair, you tug at it trying to stop me from my attack on your neck and collar bone. I flip you over onto your stomach on the table, I pull your hips back so your feet can touch the floor. Your arse is there in all its jean covered glory, I give it a quick hard smack, your back arches, pushing your arse towards me for another hit. I grab your hair, pulling it so your back arches more. I lean into you, brushing my lips over the shell of your ear whilst I whisper. The next day I wentabout things as usual without thinking about the questions.About a month later the progress of the railroad came down to threemore miles away from the junction point for both railroads to meet.That meant the Central Pacific portion of the railroad was gettingclose to completion and we would be making history meeting up with theUnion Pacific.Then one evening as Fong and I were getting off the train I notice Mr.Stanton was standing at the station . He then comes up to me and. However, after a few minutes, it almost starts to pinch. I know what’s happening, her nylons absorbed all of the wetness and now they are just rubbing.Almost like she is sensing my distress, she stops and tells me to go get some lube. She said that these nylons we’re getting kind of crappy so she was going to thrown them out anyways, so let’s make this feel awesome. After a little bit of debate on what to grab, I head off and come back with a bottle. I sit down and she wraps her feet back.