..'This is too much. I have been her dad since I married her mother when Sara was 3. At 18 she is lovely and my feelings for her range from fatherly t... lustful. Her petite frame, perfect ass and perky tits are simply too much to ignore. I have been looking down her top and checking out her ass for the past several years. With her like this I can't help myself, I push my hand firmly against her pussy, feeling her warmth as my fingers gently slide up, then in past the folds of her young. We follow the winding lanes until we turn up a side road and stop at a dead end. We turn off the engine and I lean in for a kiss before getting out of the car. We start to walk, its so quiet, and very warm. It’s a good job I decided to wear a short dress and no underwear, to which you discover as you cuddle me as we walk along. We stop and kiss deep, so deep I’m turned on instantly. My nipples aching and hard, pushing against the fabric of my dress as I feel your cock rock hard pressed against. He waited for her and wondered what to expect. Patio? Well that was stretching it a bit -- actually it was a floating pontoon, a pier really, but the end opened out into a large area and he could sit comfortably there in the early evening sunshine, the warm south Cornwall sea breeze refreshing as he looked back up the walkway at the waterside thatched pub.She knew him, at least she'd said so. She had apparently attended one of his 'lectures' a little while ago, then something he'd said in an. The worst part was that they told everyone about it. I hated coming in to work now because everyone that I saw had this big smirk on their face. They all knew, everyone of them!I was sort of getting used to it but if someone said anything about any kind of spanking in front of me I turned beet red. All that did was confirm to them that what Jason and Valerie told them was true.But it was Monday, the start of a new week and I was determined to make the best of it. When I got into the office.