"Almost as quickly as her mother was at the door and before her father could respond, Michelle was bending down to give him a kiss. He sat up straight...r to kiss her but stopped to stare intensely into her eyes."'Night, sweetheart," he said softly, and then in almost a whisper he asked, "See you later?"Michelle was motionless, her mouth only an inch from her father's. Suddenly she knew what he was asking. As frightened as she was about this whole thing she had already made up her mind. Her. I dropped down to the bed onto my knees and I lean over her body. I feel her pull me into her embrace. She reaches down and grasps my cock. It is throbbing with desire for this sexy little girl under me. She pulls me towards her pussy and I feel it slide into her. My God it is so warm and snug. It is the most incredible thing I have ever felt. My desire takes over and I start to thrust myself into her. I feel my cock bottom out and my heavy balls are slapping into her ass, but I keep pushing. In her left-hand Grace had a large wine goblet with what appeared to be a healthy amount of red wine. I wasn’t sure if it was the wine or if she had red lipstick on that colored her lips. Lips that were smiling in a somewhat familiar smile now that I have seen many times on her niece. “Merry Christmas Grace” I said to her smiling, still holding Kathie’s hand, or she was holding mine, either way we were still connected. Grace’s mischievous smile broadened a bit more as she half turned her. You see, when I was 12, I was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors told me there was an even shot I wouldn't see 13."I felt scared. I felt alone. But mostly I felt sad. I was ready to die. One day, during one of my saddest times, I looked up and saw this giant standing in the doorway of my hospital room. He asked if I wanted company. I really didn't; but I didn't want to be alone either, so I invited him in."He sat with me and we chatted about this and that. Then the conversation turned to.