She wore a blue and white-striped vest, with long open sleeves, trimmed with silver loops and buttons of pearls, and a sort of bodice, which, closing ...nly from the centre to the waist, exhibited the whole of the ivory throat and upper part of the bosom; it was fastened with three magnificent diamond clasps. The junction of the bodice and drawers was entirely concealed by one of the many-colored scarfs, whose brilliant hues and rich silken fringe have rendered them so precious in the eyes of. I'd been working out since I was young. I played varsity football and baseball, one of the few to do that these days. My lack of focus on one sport, and also the realization that, even though I was a decent athlete I was never going to play in the NFL or MLB, had led me to not try to get a scholarship to any school."You aren't so bad yourself, mom," I replied, and now it was my turn to blush.'This is your mother, asshole!' my inner conscience screamed at me, but I couldn't deny it she did look. Females didn't fan her fancy. Puberty and fate had placed her in a prison with no way to explore her desires. With me being the only man in her world, it was little wonder I had her attention. Hormones can be hell. How the on earth do nudist dads and naked daughters deal with this shit?"Star, sweetheart, I can not, correction," I coughed and cleared my throat, "I will not have sex with you. I can love you and guide you. I can be your pretend father. We will never be lovers," my hug ended in a. Quietly and with the barest of movements he searched out the jewel of her pleasures, her secret, and it was then her eyes opened just enough to stare at him, the tip of her tongue appearing against her dark lips for just a moment before her teeth bit down once again as her thighs trembled around his wrist. She moved ever-so-slightly and leaned her head against his shoulder, her lips close to his ear. She did not give voice to anything, but the varying tone of her breath was all he needed as it.