They shook their heads, ‘No, this is where we were headed,’ one of the men said, ‘We wanted to get a look at the airfield and maybe talk to whoe...er runs the post office around here. We’ve got an idea to maybe set up here for business.’ That remark got them Marjorie and Rebecca standing next to the booth and they explained what they had in mind – which both surprised and amazed the pair. Marjorie explained that their husbands happened to run flight service in and out of town – and that they were. Tonight I was looking at the back of a mans head... just my luck after a shitty day in the office. He was holding on to one of the overhead hand rails. As the train continued through the tunnel towards the next stop he lurched backwards as the train suddenly slowed and I realised his arse was in contact with my crotch. Was it my imagination or did he give a slight wiggle as the train sped up again.We reached the station and a couple of people forced their way past us and off the train. I cleared my throat and replied nervously, "You don't understand: Carol's my daughter." No business of mine," he said as he left us alone in the barn.For a long moment, Carol and I stood awkwardly in place, our clothes dripping from the rain. It was a rather humorous situation. But the thought of actually climbing into bed with my eighteen year old daughter sent a shiver of forbidden delight through me. She was young and beautiful, voluptuous and sensual. If she were anybody else's daughter, I. My 8-inch, rock-hard, thick cock sprang free, directly in front of her face and pointed at her now-open mouth.“Oh, my God!” she gasped. “You’re huge!”Without another word, her mouth closed around my staff, her tongue immediately going to work on the sensitive ridge just behind the head. My hips bucked forward, driving more of my cock into the hot, wet cavern of her sucking mouth, as I collapsed back into the door.She moaned as she started bobbing her head back and forth, taking more of my shaft.