He didn’t want her to become just another low self-esteem club squeeze, at all. He would intervene if someone got rough, but no one had. He held h...r hands in one of his and picked Raise your Weapon by Deadmau5 for the next tune of her soundtrack, figuring eight more minutes was enough time before asking her how she was doing. He knew she was special and suspected she was doing just fine. He had fully expected her to refuse the threesome in the hot tub, and she hadn't. When she wanted more. I wanted more than anything to just be able to find a rug somewhere and hide underneath it. Hide from her and hide from the other patrons at the bar and hide from myself and the truth. What good would that do though, and what harm would it do to say it out loud."Yes," I admitted."Yes what?" she asked giddily."I want to have sex with my daughter."She gave my boner a little squeeze and then got up from her stool. "Dance with me." Huh?" What? Your dick is as hard as a rock and I want to feel it. "Reading her face, he saw her anger had dissipated, replaced by heartbreak. Sex sparked her eyes. A clock ticked in his head. Dave figured he had 10 minutes before Carol came looking for him. And nothing good could come from her finding him with Firebush.She leaned toward him as he inhaled then teased her nipple. He rubbed her all over, forcefully grabbing her ass. Her body gyrated beneath his touch—her breath quickened.Running her fingers through his hair, she pinched his nipple.He gasped and. .”I turned the page to find that statement “his dick” and I found it,“ it was 3:00 am when I decided to go to bed, the air-conditioner was working, though; the night was so hot that I took off my bras and wore my favourite thin yellow shirt that shows off clearly my pinned cute nipples, I took off my skirt and kept wearing the pants letting the cool air tickling my pussy and ass. But, it was useless! I couldn’t sleep! Then I heard some sound! It was my room’s door, as I saw a ghosty person.