She was absolutely beautiful. I wanted to do something more than swim with her, but I didn’t want to mess up our friendship. I decided to wait. Fina...ly, she had to leave. We swam over to the steps and stepped out of the pool. We walked over to our towels and began drying off. Ashley said that we could ride Frosty back down. We went over to him and untied him. We threw our towels on his back and then climbed on. It felt really good to be wet and riding bareback on a horse, I figured I would try. I know daddy could feel my gentle response, there was no great pressure on either part, just warmth and cotton, and my fathers hand placed on my hip, he was in my bodily groove, my pleasure zone, and when I finally shifted my weight, by uttering, 'I'm cold daddy', he gathered me into his arms, and I sat squarely on his erection, and unashamedly squeezed it with my bum cheeks.We sat quite still, both of us getting accustomed to this new feeling growing between us, our presence was titillating. And even as I tried to object, I felt myself walking toward him. While I puzzled over the meaning of my own actions, I leaned over him and put my nipples right in front of his face.I was overjoyed when he said "Good girl!" And my hands flew to my zipper when he said "I'd be even happier if you were nude."When he quietly observed "You'd love to beg for my cock, wouldn't you?" I automatically knelt . . . looking up at him and the words automatically gushed forth from my mouth "Please! Please, I. ”“Sure.” Tegan approached the crate and set down her water bottle, making a show of adjusting her hair, tightening up her slightly dishevelled pigtails. The movement of her shoulders made her chest jiggle under her shirt, which she hoped would catch their attention. It did.“Can I bum a smoke?”“Sorry, if I gave one out to everyone who asked…” he trailed off, a broad dismissal indicating the inconvenience, how many times a night he probably gets asked, the rising exorbitant costs of.