I felt awful talking about my son that way, but it was the truth. I had to send her to him. She had to- “Aisha, I think you need to go now,” I whi...pered. “I can’t-” I couldn’t be responsible for what might happen if she stayed another minute. “Not tonight, Amit. I’m not going anywhere tonight.” Her arms slipped around me and pulled me even closer and her warmth was like a healing balm. I sighed against her mouth and gave myself over to the feelings that I’d been missing for so long, maybe. I used to sniff her bras and panties when she is not around when I was in her home. I would not stay even for single minute if anyone else in her house is around except her. I used to touch her boobs and belly while moving here and there. All of a sudden she started behaving weird and confessed that she has a boy friend when I forced her to tell the truth. I was dumb struck; all my hopes were just vanished. But, I did not give up. I started talking about her boyfriend when I am around, so she. . until today. Then I shook my head, not liking to think about the Shift or the time before it. My hand automatically tried to reach for something that wasn't there, still having some of the reflexes of a smoker. I had quit just a month earlier, but some urges still take awhile to fade. It had been a habit that I had gained along with my new body, but it was also one that Keith hadn't really approved of. With that, I finished brushing my hair and touching up my makeup, feeling silly for. She must have broken it accidently at some time or broke it herself masturbating. I slowly eased my middle finger into my little daughter. She instinctively drove herself on it and screamed. As for me, I couldn’t believe how tight she was. My finger felt strangulated as I the circulation was being cut off. I wondered if my cock would even fit in this beautiful young girl.“Oh God, Daddy! Yes put it in meeeee!”“Yes princess fuck daddy’s finger! Cum for me my beautiful little girl!”I slowly curled.