Her hand lingered there as she remembered what it had felt like to be possessed by, consumed by, Aidan. He had been fierce in his lovemaking, forcing ...er to feel, know, accept and love him with every fiber of her being. She had had no choice but to respond to his demands, could not help but to love him as he loved her. French’s bottom lip quivered and her eyes filled with tears as she abruptly turned away from her image. She sank into the tubful of hot, deliciously scented water. Leaning back. I whisper, "It's okay sweetheart. It's just Daddy. I'm finger-fucking your pussy again. Do you like that?" You mumble, only half-awake, and roll over on your back in the darkness, lit only by a tiny nightlight. "Oh Daddy... is that you or am I dreaming? My pussy feels so good. It's getting hotter and hotter." "Good, Princess. I want your pussy as hot as I can make it." I bend down and put my mouth over your budding breasts. They just started budding when you turned sixteen and now they're about. I was impressed with the older ladies. They were good surfers. Even at four months pregnant, Pam was in a league of her own. She’d been surfing since she was old enough to walk. I about killed myself trying to duplicate some of her moves.Tracy decided she’d relax and tan on the roof. She warned everyone about what salt water would do to your hair. She caught me off-guard sometimes when she went all girly-girl on me.Pam and Lacy were exposed to their first taste of paparazzi. I was impressed. I wanted her in me, she was making sure of that.My back strained into the pleasures she was giving without a thought or care. It was raw in its nature and it was fueling passions dormant too long. I couldn't let it happen so fast, I didn't want to. Not yet.I love foreplay and cuddling after. There's just something about arousing someones interests or feeling their heat against you when your done. But now I was beginning to see why women can want it for hours. I wanted this to last, needed it.