A part of her hoped he’d forgotten about the flash drive. Another part worried that he was embarrassed for her and wanted to spare her feelings. And...yet, what if he’d read them and had enjoyed being the object of her desire? What if he wanted to play out the sordid scenes she’d written. What would she do then? She’s decided on jeans. Acid washed, of course. And form fitting, as was the ribbed tee she wore. After all, the restaurant they’d agreed to meet at was casual at best and she didn’t want. Just lay down. Jamie said, It would of hurt more if you were expected it because you would be tensed up. Now, let me please you. She wiped me clean then pulled the towel out from under me. Jamie lifted my legs so my knees were resting on her shoulders and breathed in my scent. Mmm, you smell so great. Especially after you cum. I blushed and reached down to run my hand through her short brown hair. She smiled up at me then leaned back down and licked my pussy which made me fall back down onto my. Daphne was not about to forget me, apparently.“Can you stay?”It wasn’t what she asked.It was the whole package.Daphne asked me to stay the night with her entire body. She was stretched out on top of me, panting still from what she claimed was her very first “G” spot orgasm. We were trading little kisses and touches as we recovered. Daphne pressed her weeping womanhood into Mr. Johnson, opened herself to capture the head just inside of her, and asked me to stay as she relaxed and let me slide. Dad was fortunately not a "wooden man", as soon we were inside the double bed where he again fucked me something so wonderful.Dad was almost in tears of shame, but I lay in his arms and said that it was my fault, so he might not be so bad conscience because I had given me "to him".We simply fell asleep so, and the next morning father woke with something of a "twitch".Thursday:Oh, how the bad conscience shown from father when he discovered that his daughter was in his arms, lovely satisfied from.