"That's okay, you didn't know."There was an awkward pause, as Rachel struggled with what to say. Grasping at straws, she latched on to the only thing ...hat came to mind. "So, which one is your father? It's not every day I get to meet a man who can actually do braids." He's over there in the light blue shirt talking to one of those real pretty brown girls that came with you."Rachel smiled, thinking the twins would get a kick out of that description. Looking over at where Hailey was pointing,. “I think women are far sexier in lingerie or bikinis than when they’re bare-assed naked. Certainly more erotic.”Rory contemplated me for a moment. She smiled. “So, I’m a woman?”I nodded. “You have all the requisite parts.”She laughed and glanced around at the other boats, all a fair distance from us. “It’s not very private here. Well, no matter. We can still have fun. Want to swim?”She didn’t wait for an answer. Standing on the bench, she dove overboard in a graceful dive. I tugged my T-shirt. Where did you get 14??" I said "You mean you are going to tell the first guy you picked that he can't bring his friends with him? How sad. Those guys are going to be so hurt.", and then I gave her a big grin. She didn't answer at first and grabbed some orange juice from the fridge and when she closed it, she drooped her shoulders and said "I might as well invite them too. Of course you know, by the time it is over, I won't be able to walk and I will be so sore that we can't have sex. . She felt like a slut, her Daddy’s slut, and she loved it. “Yes, Daddy,” she moaned, “I want you to fuck me with your fat cock. I wanna feel you in my little pussy, Daddy.” “Oh my God,” her mother laughed, “I think our daughter’s gonna be a little cock whore, just like her Mom!” “Yes, Daddy! I’ll be your little whore. I wanna be your slut Daddy!” Sara had heard her mother speak like this when she watched them fuck and always thought it was strange, but with her father’s cock in her hand and.