He did know that what he was feeling was accurate. He was somewhat psychic in a way. His emotions told him that what ever happened here, happened a ve...y long time ago. He approached the dock at Statum Shores, and tied the Jon boat off to a tree. He would get the trailer later and get the boat.Saturday morning was a delightful one. Trucks could be seen backing up their trailers and dropping off their boats for an afternoon ride on the river. Some had coolers with beer and picnic baskets with. Reaching deep inside me as I drew the cock deeper and deeper into my soaking pussy. In my dream I could see my juices run out, the glorious sight of a cream covered cock stretching me wide and the tell tale darkening of his trouser fabric getting wet from all that was running out of me. In reality It must have been flowing freely as my mound is soaking and sticky.I became aware of hands slowly stroking over my body, goosebumps forming as their roughened fingertips trailed all over my hips and. And soon Amy was bouncing on his cock hard and fast. "Daddy…" She shook her head, "Please daddy, I don't.. I don't want to cum…" Keep going baby. You feel so good on daddy's cock." He smiled up at her. Her eyes where screwed shut as she fought it. The pill was defiantly having it's affect on her libido. "That’s it baby, keep fucking daddy."Amy began panting a she fucked her body along her father's fat monster. "Daddy…." She leaned her head back, her hands grasping his thighs as she fucked. . Surely you're done; you just put a hundred and fifty million sperm inside me. I don't think those few extra you're trying to give me will make a difference."He embarrassingly chuckled replying, "Sorry, sorry... Oh my God... I swear I can honestly say that the few other times I've had sex in my life don't even count now."She giggled slightly looking at me and jokingly said, "Oh... give him a hand job, don't you feel sorry for him... Nice hand job here, John, wouldn't you say?"I laughed and.