I know I’m hungry for Val, still.~Many months later, Val invited me to a house party. Friends of hers had gotten a new house and were having a blow-...ut housewarming. I hadn’t seen her for some time, but her invite had been very effusive. It wasn’t clear to me what she might be looking for from me. Was I her date? Or was I just another invite? As usual with Val, I wouldn’t know until we were in the moment. The last time we were together, we’d had a pleasant dinner that ended with French kissing. "Daddy I had a nightmare and I'm scared! I feel so safe when you hold me, let me sleep with you, pwetty please? Normally I would've instructed her to calm down and lay close to daddy; however, my cock was still throbbing from the dream I was having. Ever since I started spying on my daughter while she masturbated late at night my dreams were full of fantasies of my vulnerable daughter. Before I could hide the erection I had from my dream of staring down at my daughters deep blue eyes as she. I scanned around to see if anyone else was panicking and I realized I was alone in my terror. People were still scampering about like nothing happened. I thought for a moment I was just exaggerating. It was probably a big garbage truck or something. My worst fear was to be caught inside an elevator when a large earthquake struck. The feeling of being so helpless inside a cart strung up in the air by a cable was sickening. I knew if that ever happened my heart would cease to beat. When I finally. My jaw dropped and my eyes widened when I saw what they were doing. "Do you know what that is called?" Daddy asked. I shook my head. "It's called a hand job. I love hand jobs because they make me cum better than anything else. Now watch closely." At first, her hand slid slowly up and down his thick shaft. He said something to her and she picked up speed. "Watch carefully now. Here it comes." The camera zoomed in closer to catch every detail.Daddy bellowed as his cock erupted. The stuff coming.