I was about to cum but I knew the service would come to an end once I cum so I told her sit on my chest and remove her clothes , while she was removin... her clothes I stopped her and held from behind , slid her hairs aside and kissed her neck, I could see she was shivering, I removed her top and told her to turn towards me and when she turnedI kissed her forehead, looked at her inviting pink lips kissed it and I lifted her and put her on bed unhooked her bra and I inquired her figure, she told. "Dad, sitdown."I walked to the chair at her desk and plopped down on it. I noticed that mybutt was much softer that I was accustomed to."Stand up."I rose back to my feet. "What are you do-" Shut up."Don't talk to me like that! I mouthed the words but heard nothing. What thefuck?? She must have seen the confusion on my - her? - face. She smiled."Okay I think I've figured it out." I still found myself giving all of myattention to her words. Everything that she said was of utmost importance.. Holding my beloved in a lovers embrace, lying in a hammock, on the roof of an expensive houseboat, with both hands inside her shorts, massaging her naked bottom, was special and I was determined to enjoy it to the fullest. It seemed unusually important to me, right then, that I imprint this moment on my brain, so that I could call the images up in the future and enjoy the experience all over again. I quietly took an inventory of us, the two of us, curled together in quiet bliss, silently taking. ”She was asking questions I’d been asking since my audience with the goddess of death had finished. How had I known the temple would be there? What had driven me so strongly towards that place? Why did the Lady talk with me? Perhaps I knew the answer to the first two questions. One would assume a goddess had enough power to guide an unwary mortal into her temple; regardless of whether the mortal wished to go there or knew about the place. But I had no idea why she’d talked with me, why she’d.