While he rested l began cleaning up the “scene of the crime”, taking the piss wet towels from the floor and throwing them in the washer, convenien...ly located in the garage as well. Mark tried to protest, but I quickly silenced him and told him if he felt steady enough to go and take a shower. While I finished up in the garage. Once I’d started the washer and returned the garage to its original state, I collected the various items and went to shower myself. On my way upstairs, I checked on Mark. Without speaking, he reached out and gently stroked my cheek.I sighed gently, almost inadvertently, as his touch sent shockwavesthrough my body. I slowly pulled myself close to him, trying to emulatethe feminine noises and motions I'd seen girls do in movies. He didn'twaste time, as he pulled me in and passionately kissed me. Oh goodness,I though, I'm actually kissing a man, this is awful, I hate it! But Ididn't stop. My body wouldn't let me stop. Even if I wanted to, hewouldn't let me. . Yes, then, I felt him, just the tip, go into my eager, little pussy. Ever since I discovered him fucking my older sister, I've wanted him inside me.We both pushed and, soon, he was inside me and going back and forth as I held his hips. He knew how to make his thirteen-year old daughter so happy."How's it feel, little one?" Mmm, so good. You're bigger than Brad, he's good, but, you're my Daddy," and I wiggled my butt under him."I know we don't get to be together much, angel, I hope your brother. In fact, she was helping the situation along. I doubt that she had heard my conversation with Renée, but all the same Yvonne was acting as if she knew why I asked her back there.Giving in to what she wanted and the game itself, I moved forward. My semi-hard log rubbed against her bottom as I squeezed past to sit in the chair. She bit at her lip and her eyes widened for an instant at the contact. Maybe she could tell what I was packing and I wasn't even fully up yet.The seat was a red vinyl wing.