I know this and love about myself that I am so needful of your touch, particularly now. You love it too but last night? You let me be. Why did you ...et me be? I shaved everything for you, making sure that every inch of me was soft to your manly touch. God, but don’t I need your calloused hands on me. At a word, I would drop to my knees. There’s nothing at all that I would deny you… I bathed, plucked, chose your favorite gown, your favorite panties, perfumed, did my hair, all just to be. The "years of lightning day of drums" had finally ceased."The who, Russ?"I smiled. "Yes, baby, 'The Who.'"She was humming softly, contently."Where's your teddy bear, Paula?" It's back at the apartment. We're almost there, Russ." Did you go on today, angel?" Just a little. I was mostly getting ready for you."She held my left hand and played with my rings, running her warm fingers around the soft gold. Her scent, something unfamiliar filled the time."You smell good, baby." That's my Tommy Girl.. "Dad?" I called.There was no answer.My heart beat faster and faster every time that he didn't respond to my calls. I swallowed hard and rubbed my knuckles. Had he left me again? I got up and ran into his bedroom. He wasn't in there. I ran into the bathroom, still nowhere to be found. I grabbed hold of my hair and let out a huge sigh. The kitchen, I thought.I dashed into the kitchen to find my dad cheerfully cooking breakfast whilst dancing ridiculously to George Michael. I smiled and shook my. Every thrust brought me closer to the edge and I did not even try to hold back. Since this was my first time having sex, I did not last long. A few more powerful strokes later I exploded in her pussy, flooding her with my cum. My cock pulsed several more times into my sleeping sisters pussy as I silently cried out in pleasure.I pulled out my cock and cum oozed from her pussy. I was a bit surprised that she had remained asleep through the whole experience. The bourbon must have really knocked.