"Once again Eric began switching up his stroke, changing the speed, and depth, constantly catching her by surprise, and even though she had only ever ...layed big girl games with daddy, and didn't therefore know what was "good", she couldn't help feel that her daddy must be really good at it.The way he made her little pussy feel as he fucked her, keeping it so fun, and adventurous, made her eyes tear up at the love she felt for her daddy, and the lust, and awe she felt on his thrusting cock.She. She liked the whole package, the shirt and shoes kind of camouflaged what was underneath. She really couldn’t wait to see how Michael reacted when she took her shirt off after casually working the shoes off with her toes. Standing in front of a mirror she practiced several times, trying different faces, different words, different expressions. She was happy, and even though she was acting kind of silly, she was really enjoying this. She looked at the full length mirror and put on her puppy. She was inhaling the perspiration of sex my body was making. Her lips pushed into my neck. Her mouth was open; she breathed me in.Her hips began bouncing up and down on me. Her canal started its revenge on my intrusion. It felt like all the organs I had first pushed to the side were now pounding into my penis. The muscles inside her were like ocean waves as they rolled up my shaft onto my head. She was erupting, fluid rolled from inside her, down my penis, and onto my balls. She was worn. That way he would have reason to be up and out early. After all the trouble he spent trying to be sure there wasn't another "fuck to remember you by" he wasn't even sure she had wanted to seek one. She seemed to slip back into her rut. Somewhere in that beautiful attractive body and smart compassionate mind was the woman he once wanted to marry. After a flash of what he loved about her, her sexual passion on Sunday, she was back to humdrum leaving him wondering if she at all realized he was.