I assumed it would be nearby it, and I was correct in that assumption, according to the atlas. Kim and I took I-395 down to I-95, and that would take ...s right into the area. It looked like we should expect to find it right after going through Stamford. Connecticut is not all that big of a place, but it would still take us at least two hours to travel the 120ish miles to get there, assuming the traffic never got bad.As we passed Norwich, I asked Kim if she knew what her Mom had planned for her. She’s never felt anything like it before. It’s obviously flesh, the texture and warmth of it against her, but she has no idea what it is, the feel of its shape a body part she can’t place.“Why, do you like it?” Mat asks, rubbing his tip along her slit.“Yes,” she coos. “It feels so nice.”“It’s the head of my cock, baby,” he tells her. Abby looks over her shoulder, sees her dad kneeling behind her, and her jaw drops.He has never done this before, not once, after every intense afternoon and long. His cock was now looking exactly like the one in her pussy and he moved it in his pants to make it more comfortable."I used Bobby's" she whined, beginning to prod her pussy with her Daddy's rubber dick. "It hurt at first, but then felt better." Did you cum?" asked her father, leaning over her to watch 'his prick' slide in and out of her sopping pussy."Yessss" she hissed. "It felt so good Daddy... the best I ever felt." How does mine feel?" he panted."It's bigger... and it stretches me... but it. My legs are spread wide now, splayed akimbo by your desire, and you are above me, weight on your elbows, kissing and nibbling and sucking at the soft, forgiving flesh of my neck. My back arches and my hips lift, my legs now wrapped around your waist, my body begging, desperate for yours, for that beautiful blue-veined cock I had the brief pleasure of knowing earlier. I note, with vague interest, that you are not dreaming of kissing me on the lips. Perhaps you have never had the pleasure of a.