As my eyes focused on him his features separated him from the silhouette he first formed on my mind. I realized he was facing me and not the sunset wh...ch was unusual for someone just standing on the porch. He looked to his right also at the glass and I realized his right hand was reached out to touch my left hand, but we couldn’t touch because of the glass barrier between us. I thought of pulling away but because his attention wasn’t on me but my hand, I didn’t feel self-conscious and waited. When Mom met Henry, they had a whirlwind romance and married within the year of getting together. I liked Henry. He was a great guy, he spent time with me and told me he was not trying to replace my Dad, but he really was a great replacement for my Dad. He was much more attentive than my real father ever was, he took interest in my schooling, the sports I played, and he even gave me the talk about sex, even though I knew most of what he told me.I was eighteen this year, graduation then on to. Main ab besharm ho chuki thi main ghutno par baithi aur unke ling muh me le liya main aage ka hissa chus rahi thi unhone mera sir pakad ke dabaya main aage peechhe karne lagi. Thodi der me unhone ling mere muh se bahar nikal liya aur mujhse bole chalo kutiya bano. Main chupchap ban gayi.Unhone meri chut me ling ghusaya aur dhakke dene lage fir to kuchh der tak kuchh aur hua hi nahi wo har 6-7 dhakke ke baad mere chutad dabate kabhi chuchiyan dabate aur beech me jor se bahar kheech ke jor ka. I've been a good girl, haven't I?Pleeeeeease Daddy. Oh my god you fuck me soooooo good!" I beg him."I might let you cum, maybe, but only after you answer a question, andanswer honestly, because I will know if you're lying to me" he says,not missing a beat. The wave of pleasure is becoming a tsunami, and Iknow I can't keep it under control much longer."Anything Daddy, you can ask me anything and I will always be truthfulwith you. Please, you make me feel like such a whore. I need to cumDaddy.".