But it hadn’t felt like a betrayal; when Jake had touched my most private place it hadn’t felt like it had when my lamentably few boyfriends had t...ied. Even in the far fewer cases where my boyfriends had succeeded in touching me ‘down there’ I hadn’t felt like I had felt when Jake had touched me. No, tonight it had felt like a natural progression; something that the whole evening – maybe the whole perfect day had been building up to. It had felt… weirdly right… dare I even think the word. This time he does not kneeldown. He remains standing, his cock at the same level asmy pussy.“But you might be too tight!” He warns. “What if yourpussy is too tight to accept me?”“Fuck me anyway!” I cry out. “Just fuck me!” I no longercare about anything else. I’m desperate for an orgasm.I’m desperate to feel his long cock deep inside me.He steps closer still. I suddenly feel the tip of his bigcock upon me.“Oh fuck!” I have. "No," he admitted nervously."Oh, shit," she giggled. "I couldn't stand that. I love variety. I just love the feeling of hard cocks fucking into my hot pussy."The way his beautiful neighbor was talking completely shocked him but, excitedly staring up between her open thighs, he could vividly imagine his own hard prick fucking in and out of that exposed pussy. His excited boner was lurching wildly in his pants as he hungrily stared between her blatantly spread legs."There's something so wonderful. ”“No papa. My dreams are different. In my dreams….” She once again stuttered to a stop.By now Rahul could guess what was coming next. He was stummied. This was his daughter. She seemed to have a crush on him and was rejecting all guys because of her infatuation with him. How can he persuade her that it was wrong and futile. That this was taboo. Wasn’t he being a hypocrite, hadn’t the sight of his daughter given him sleepless nights and embarassing hardons. Conflicting thoughts ran through his.