It seemed as if the water washed away my London self, leaving the girl who grew up in Aurora and got her first taste of the life of a war corresponden... by covering 9/11 for the Columbia University Daily Spectator. It was startling to realize that while that event shuffled me down the path of journalism, it played a part in making Con such a proficient operator in Special Forces that they at first tried to hide him from the world and then, for their love for him, pointed me in his direction.. Her hips were wide but not in a bad way and her ass was very J-Lo. Now here was that ass, every bit as hot as I imagined while jerking off that first night. I was seeing more though. True, I couldn’t really see her tits that clearly although they were rocking back and forth as she serviced dad’s ass. I could see her pussy though framed by those ass cheeks, which as it turns out were absolutely perfect. She was completely shaved and the puffy outer part of her pussy was dark like her skin but. Again he kisses me and caresses my baby bump. Then his hand runs up my leg, under my dress and feels my bare ass. “Good girl, no panties, just how Daddy likes you” he squeezes my ass and kisses me again. We sit down for dinner, and eat quickly. As my Dad sits at the table I clear the table, and wash the dishes. I'm bending over putting some pots back in a low cupboard, when I feel my dress being pulled up, my naked ass being exposed. A sharp little slap on my bare ass. “Oww” I jump slightly.. I could feel his cock starting to get hard pressing on my mid section so as we kissed more I started rolling my hips grinding to him, his hands went up more going in the back of my panties now feeling my bare cheeks and I felt like I was going to explode. Slowly we pulled our lips apart again looking each other in the eyes smiling again, he removed his hands from my butt letting me go stepping back looking at my face then down at his cock and I knew what he wanted, down on my knees I went.