His hands swirled around my shoulders, pressing firmly against me. His strength was evident, yet he restrained himself. I knew I was entirely in his p...wer right now, naked and alone, exposed and vulnerable. But I trusted him completely.His thumbs pushed against my back, working away my knots. It hurt, but only briefly, soon replaced by a sore relief. His hands went further down my back, slowly moving up and down from my neck to my lower back: firm, tender strokes. His fingertips pressed against. We walk back to the house in the falling snow. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Kelly earlier. I was scared for...well...your reactions. I wanted to tell you. She's amazing, dad. She moved out to California for me. She loves me. I couldn't ask for anything more than her."I say softly and rest my head on his shoulder. He pats my hand gently. "I know honey, I know."He says back and kisses me on the forehead. I smile and walk inside the house first. I hear voices from the kitchen and softly walk. Fuck, that was it, I had just licked my first pussy!!Barb arched back again, exposing all of her from the water. I took that as a sign and repeated the lick. Then I thought back to the description of what the guy said in the magazine. I pushed my tongue between her lips and felt her tense up. I wiggled my tongue up and down like a worm on a hook. I was hooked!After a few seconds of my tongue in her pussy, I slid it up toward the bump. When I hit it, I was rewarded with a thrust upward, legs. Jennifer was very popular with the other guys, as she was gorgeous with awesome tits and ass. It did not hurt that she was an accomplished cocksucker, had a tight bald pussy, and enjoyed anal. When I began to travel, my father began fucking Jennifer. She soon became one of his favorites and he shared her with some very important clients, just as he had done with my mother. Oh did I mention that he was a womanizer? I took advantage of being on the road to carry on the Morrison Family tradition.