His hair was pulled back into a pony tail despite the fact the man had began to lose his hair way too early in life. His shirt hung open showing a gol...en cross peaking out of the deep growth of chest hair. The cross made her smile. She wondered why men like him wear them. She was willing to bet that he hasn't been to church in over a dozen years yet he still wear the cross proudly. Like no matter what sins he does in life the fact that he wore the cross while doing them was like a free pass to. I turned to her and told her “lay back and relax. Daddy knows what he is doing”.With that I leaned in and placed my head between her legs. I could smell the sweet aroma of her sex and wanted a taste. I stuck my tongue out and started licking her slowly up and down her smooth hairless slit, enjoying how my daughter tasted, I hadn’t tasted a pre teen pussy since I was at Junior high. She was most definitely ready.I slowly teased up and down careful not to get her clit just yet. Making her squirm. She touched my hand, “I really did mean what I said on the phone. I miss you emotionally. He doesn’t listen or talk to me like you did. With you, I feel…at home.” My heart melted onto the kitchen floor. I sandwiched her hand with my hands “In a way, Juli, I’ve been feeling the same way too. But the love we had for each other back then and changed. You know it and I know it. We have more responsibilities then we did back then.” A tear streamed down her cheek. I held her hand tighter, and leaned. “My breasts.”“You see that’s where the problem lies,” he told her. “They should be his breasts. His to touch; his to look at and his to use whenever and wherever he wants to use them. They are also his to use however he wants to; even to share them if he so chooses.”She felt her knees wobble slightly.“Do you see what I mean?”“Yes.” She said very softly as a hand moved from her breast and ran down her body.Avril knew instinctively where his hand was heading for as it moved slowly over her tummy..