I'm feeling particularly horny myself at the moment if you don't know that already. And I'm thinking I'm in the mood to have you finger-fuck me when w...'re done here," she added. "I want to look in your face while you're finger-fucking my cunt, playing in the juices, and making all sorts of naughty delicious sounds with my pussy-wetness."I could tell Maggie was extremely horny. She loved talking dirty. She loved it whenever I made her pussy so squishy wet that it made slippery sounds as I played. I do, I guess ... do you like me?" I said, suddenly feeling as though the huntress had become the prey."I do," he said softly. He placed his hand on the wall just above my right shoulder and leaned in close. "Do you want me to kiss you?"I didn't want to, I knew it was childish, but at the end of the day I was just a child so I couldn't stop myself from giggling. "Do you want to?" I said while batting my eyes which I had to force to even look at him. I was so nervous! "Kiss me, I mean?" I do,". I asked her, "Is there anything you need while we're out, Cindy?"She said, "Only you, Daddy."We arrived at the house and I let us in. I led her to the kitchen, sat her down, and pulled a bottle of wine from the fridge. I poured two glasses and handed her one. I raised my glass to hers, and we clicked them. I toasted, "Here's to Sheila Renee Simmons! We'll love you until the end of time!"Cindy toasted, "To Mom, with all our love!"We sat and finished that bottle, then drank another one between. I lifted my head, only to notice that her legs were slightly parted and her skirt had begun to ride up her silky smooth, tanned thighs. Trying not too look like a pervert, I lifted my mag again. Again there was a loud rustle. Again I snuck a peek. Her legs were now well spread and her skirt was well up her thighs. It wasn't hard to see she was well trimmed since she wasn't wearing any panties. I started to get hot under the collar. I hid. The third rustle was louder still. Sneaking a peek was.