She sat up, eyeing her father's cock and started shifting around. She got on her knees on the sofa, facing away from her father, and placed her hands ...n the backrest. She turned her head around, her pussy wet, and watched him move, taking a step closer so he was standing behind her. Her heart raced as her father reached out, grabbing both her legs, his strong arms on her thighs, callused palms on her soft skin, and gently spread them wider. Her father took a step forward and goosebumps covered. I started to squeeze them slowly and she let out a soft moan. I could not believe my luck.We broke the kiss and I looked into her eyes. They said, “fuck me”. I raised her t-shirt over her head and she helped me by lifting her arms. Then I started kissing her again while unbuttoning her shorts. I let them fall to the floor. She was wearing a matching pair of bra and panty. I took a minute to just admire the gorgeous body of the girl I was about to defile.Then I took off my clothes and was down. ’ ‘Look, I am looking for work, Simon has work and we have sold stuff we don’t need.’ ‘Sold stuff?’ Simon looked at Rhea and then Andy. ‘It was my idea. I went through and sold my record collection, laptop, and stuff. Raised almost fifteen hundred pounds.’ Rhea raised an eyebrow and looked at Andy. ‘Which we have sent most of it off to the Chiltern.’ ‘But, Simon. Your records?’ ‘Aren’t as important as Rhea and Izzy,’ he finished for me and Rhea raised an eyebrow at him. ‘See, we are fine. It’s. I know it can't be happening.Yet I can still smell her on me. I close my eyes and inhale and she is sitting next to me. I open my eyes and it...she...is still there next to me. With every breath, I take in the oxygen that sustains my life, and I take in the fragrance that sustains my imagination.I imagine again the softness of her lips as she gives me two tentative and gentle kisses on my cheek.I imagine again the feel of her arms around my body, as she holds me tightly against her.I imagine.