She gazed at my big cock from just a few inches away, and her tongue came out to sweep across her lips, "Yes daddy, I know" she said, and leaned down ...nd started to run her tongue up and down the length of it. My body almost exploded on the spot, god it had been so long since a woman had done that to me, and now, my own daughter, oh, wow it was so hot. I watched as her lips and tongue teased and played with my cock and my balls, and was surprised at how much she seemed to be enjoying it,. 'Thinking of U and UR special Hnd!'I smiled and turned off the lights to go to sleep.Over the next few days, Lydia and I sent texts to each other. This was all part of the foreplay. I wanted her dripping wet for Friday. Her messages to me got more and more dirty.Friday night Lydia looked stunning. I had secured tickets to a small jazz club over in the East Bay so it gave both of us a chance to dress up. I do so like to see a woman all dressed up. Heels and stockings, a dress, lacy lingerie. For a brief moment, she lost her grip and he leapt into her thoughts, seconds before she would have stepped out of the tub. Her body tensed as she closed her tear ducts from letting go more than that first drop, rolling down her cheek. Perhaps, her fingers even briefly trailed her tender parts, but she kept those fingers collared and chained. To deny herself pleasure, she felt, made her one with that universe that she tried harder and harder to blink, as the years rolled over. It simply would. Very well, but not too long. I left Clara in bed and went about preparing for the day. I boiled the kettle twice, and filled a couple of Thermos flasks, one with coffee, one with hot water, and put the kettle back on to heat while I worked on deck. The forecast appeared to be spot on, with only light airs before dawn, and a clear sky was decorated with a magnificent display of stars. I got the sail covers off, folded and stowed, lowered the riding light and black ball, which I folded flat and.