”“Well then, I don’t know why I bother with Tasha at all.”“You mean she hasn’t given it up yet?”“Oh she has. Just not to me. She say... she wants to wait till prom. Meanwhile I know she did it with Alec last summer.”“So you’re 0 for 0?”“Yep. Except we’ve done just about everything else.”“Well that’s fine,” Dad said, sliding back in his seat. “But there’s nothing much better than sliding it into a tight, wet pussy.”“I bet,” I said. “Don’t rub it in.”“Rubbing it is about all you’re doing,”. I can't say that it was an obsession but there were many moments when I caught a glimpse of flesh, or had a thought of Renee with some boy, or just saw her in some provocative position, and I let my imagination run riot.So it was on this night. We drank together and sat across from each other. Why I suddenly began to think of my daughter as a female, I don't know, but I do know that I suddenly was aware that I was continually looking at her with thoughts of sex. I tried to shake it but I found. ." as I handed the towel to him, my eyes swooping over a muscular, yet small body, and naturally coming to rest on his penis.Not extra big, but looking oh-so beautiful, wet and soapy and soft like female skin, but enough strength in it to show he was a Man.He dropped the towel.Well, actually, I think I dropped the towel, but we both bent to retrieve it and collided heads of course. I apologised, as did he, and I ruffled his head to feel any bumps. Then I couldn't help myself; I stripped off my. During the following days we did not speak about it, almost as if nothing happened. We did not make love neither. I wonder if she would have felt anything.Four days later, it was the turn of the number 1 dice to come to fuck her. She selected the guy with the biggest, thickest dick and the biggest balls. The one that had fucked her first the week before.She decided that we would be fucking when he would arrive and had left the door open.We were 69ing, her on top, with her big round ass pointing.