" No no.. you're fine. I'm so glad you're here" I turned around and embraced her."Dad...what is all this?" Honey.. I've been planning this for weeks...now. This is going to be a very special night for you. Tonight I am going to make you a woman"Sarah gazed up at me and I could tell her eyes were starting to fill with tears"Oh dad, I'm so glad! I have been wondering for years when this night would come. Ever since I started learning about sex in school and from my friends, I knew our nite. On the screen I saw Dalton had logged off...10 minutes ago...My heart was racing with thoughts about how long was he there? Did he see me in a towel? Did he see me-with nothing? I stopped the screen recorder asap knowing it would give me the answers I needed to know but maybe wasn't prepared for. I started the video with the start of our tutoring session. Dalton of course trying to stare down my top when I wasn't looking. This was the evidence I was gonna show my boyfriend-but as I skipped. After a few minutes rest he slowly moved toward the mouth of the cove to begin another sweep. Less than a hundred yards later he saw it, sitting at an angle toward its starboard side behind a small rise in the sea floor thirty, perhaps forty feet down. The hole in the side was a dark gash clearly visible from the surface. Debris was scattered about it. The tree trunk had floated away. I wonder if the rental fee stops when the boat sinks. If so, how do I prove when it happened?He turned toward. I crawl back toward him. I sit on my knees and look up at him, and his cock, sticking out naughtily out of his shorts. I put my lips on the thick head and slide them as far as I can. I feel the cock head hit my throat and I push a little more. I gag and I have to move my head back. I keep doing this several times, trying to overcome the gag reflex. I look at him through the tears brought by the gagging. As long as I can see pleasure and approval on his face, I'll do anything- JamesShe admits.