” I replied.“Well if there’s nothing else I’ll be on my way, I’ll check on you every day.”The doctor left and daddy put his arm round my n...ck and I cried into his shoulder.“Daddy, I can’t do this.” I mumbled through the tears.“You can Saffron. WE can do it, and I’ll be there with you all the way.”I continued to cry for another couple of minutes then said,“Daddy, I love you but do you know what will be involved? I mean I can’t wash myself or eat or even go to the toilet on my own.”“That’s okay. Take me home, I whispered back. I'm ready.♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡Of course he's an attractive man. Handsome, strong, successful. His tall, muscled body was stripped down to boxer shorts that gave some latitude to his hard manhood.My initial fear, as my eyes had met his in the mirror, was that he'd caught me thinking of her, that he'd somehow known my languid movements were tied to memories of the ecstasy she'd made me feel.Now I was feeling a different dread. His smirk, the look in his eyes, the way he. It was so hard to concentrate on the road with my fourteen-year-old daughter’s hungry mouth wanting to devour my cum. My pussy clenched.And then ached as her hand shoved between my thigh and rubbed at my wet pussy lips. I shivered as two of her slim fingers penetrated my pussy. My sheath clenched on them as they probed into my depths, pleasure racing up to the tip of my cock.I shifted in the seat, my vision fuzzing as I navigated through morning traffic. My body kept bucking and shuddering. My. Clearwater (which is what he want me to call him at home) got home because I was sitting alone in the back yard. I found a picnic table and I had my knees pulled to my chest and my arm wrapped around them. I was staring at the night sky thinking about everything that has ever happen to me and nothing felt worse than not have kids ever. I wasn’t even sure why that bother me because I never want kids because I didn’t feel like I would ever make a good mother but maybe it’s because now I can’t.