" I said. That's the sound you make when you accept somethingsomeone's telling you, but you don't like it. I sat on the couch, allalone, "I'm going to...miss sitting in Mommy's lap." I said after atime. "It's not fair." "Hey." Daddy said. "You're not the only one who has to get used tothings being different around here. I felt the same way when you camealong, you know." "You used to sit in Mommy's lap?" I asked, intrigued. "No, but we did a lot of other things a lot like sitting in. My masseur soon rotated his body behind me to work on my legs, starting with a firm foot rub and then grinding hard on my calves. I clenched my fists as the pressure increased, but I was not about to let this muscle bound knuckle head make me wuss out and ask him to go easier. Soon he was at my upper thighs and began to roughly pull my briefs up my ass crack while his hands kneaded my butt cheeks. As he progressed further up my body and straddled me, I felt his crotch grind into my thighs. Near noon, they stood on the high point of a little rise using their binoculars to view the area ahead of them. “Look there,” Phillip said, pointing.When he handed Dessie the binoculars and directed her where to look, she stood with the glasses to her eyes for a long moment before saying, “There’s a whole series of waterfalls coming down that smaller section of the mountain. Is that what you wanted me to see?”“Yeah, the falls, at least the lower ones, are probably another two hours in front of. I guess he had decided it was time to go all the way. In my mind, I knew I was about to be fucked for real.Dad carried me over to the bed and laid me down on my back. He followed me down. I was still clinging tightly to his neck. As I was placed on my back, I released my grip, and he kissed me softly on each breast. I loved it when he did that. He seemed to know exactly how to position himself, and without missing a beat, he lined up his cock to me and pressed solidly against me. I had always.