She sighed happily, "Thank you Daddy."He finished pouring the wine and held his glass up to hers, "Here's to the most thoughtful girl a Daddy can have..."She added, "And to the best and most handsome Daddy a girl could ever dream of."A quick taste of wine and daddy dug into his salad. She watched him for a moment before she started to pick at her own. After preparing all day, and anticipating these moments, she did not have a strong appetite. However, she reveled in seeing him enjoy himself.Daddy. His ass was so white it looked like paper.“Oh!” I yipped, completely flabbergasted by what I was seeing.He whirled and that stumpy, middle leg swung out from his body and, for a brief instant, pointed at me before it kept going, drunken and unable to stay upright. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. I thought “sausage” and “worm” and “hot dog” but none of those fit. Worm was the closest, because the skin looked like the skin of a worm, but it was too short and fat to be a worm. My dad had taken. He looked at me quizzically and stuck out his tongue like a child at me. Sat down and spooned out helpings for me and then him. The aroma of Sheppard’s Pie filled the room. I commented on his ingenuity of the even raking design across the top of the potatoes which he perceived correctly as a compliment and this lurched conversation into the numerous uses and history of paprika. We talked some more over dinner about food and drink. We discussed in detail about places to eat and what we like and. "The two of you are too much for me," she replied."I need to come again," said Doug. He sat up on his knees. "I will come on you." He began stroking his penis over her breasts." I have a better idea," said Emily, pushing his penis away with a hand. "Why don't I just rest and watch and you allow Jason to make you come." What! I'm not gay!" It's not gay to give me a break from being fucked. What do you think, Jason?" Uhhh....I don't really know." Let me help you." She rolled over to Jason's back.