"I'm your daddy, I couldn't." "Why not, nobody would ever have to know." I said. I moved my body from the side of him, to where I know straddled him. ...f I brought my body down, I would feel him underneath me. I was almost scared to do that. "A-Ary. Baby, we can't." He said. He knew we could though. I stopped holding myself completely up and gently put myself on him. Most of my weight was on my legs bent on each side of my dad, but I was still touching daddy. When I went down I could feel his. I finally make it home and got into my warm apartment and throw my black coat onto the couch. I go into the bathroom and strip down to take a shower, oh but I couldn't help but stop and stare and my beautiful brown hair, light brown eyes, my d cup breasts with my lightly tanned skin, soft round ass perfect and I loved my beautiful body. I admired myself for a bit then went to take my shower, as the warm water hit my tanned skin I felt so sexy and fought I won't use a fowl and just go to my. .......until I lightly gag. While I'm all the way down I pause and flick my tongue around the base and then slowly come up. All the way down and all the way up again a couple times. This time when I come up, I spit on the tip. I watch it dribble down a little and then lick the saliva off. A little ends up on my lip and I let a string of it connect my mouth to your cock. Our eyes are locked. With all the wetness, I take my hand and slide it down, then up, then down again while I take half of u. Figuring she would be dry again. She looks a little surprised at that. Pleasantly so?I finish in her. Unsatisfied. Josephine just looks bored and uncomfortable. Not like her daughter. Not like my lovely Abigail. I’m no social media guru. I think I did a good job with the website anyway. Playing up artisanal, country products. Made with techniques that were hundreds of years old. I’d have to ask to take some pictures and video. Really not sure how that would go over. I really wanted to showcase.