He looked up at me still mounted. “I taught them to do that. They look to do that when we first meet after I have been gone for a time.”I looked t... the woods off to one side of the huts and I could see five mounted ponies coming. “Indians, Joe.”“Yeah, I expected them. They seem to know most everything that is going on up here.” The Indians came into camp and nodded to Joe and stared at me. Joe gobbled at them. Suddenly they broke into smiles. “Chance, break out that bottle. We have need of a. I really shouldn’t have done this. I’m her father after all. Shaving her, making her cum in the process - I’ve been trying to tell myself I’m doing the right thing, but the truth is that I’m bothered by it. I’m wondering how she feels about it. I, her father, made her cum. That is so wrong. Absolutely not accepted socially. I hope no one will ever find out about this.And I can’t stop thinking about how this shaving experience must have felt from Ava’s perspective. She was clearly aroused - I. .. and maybe even with another man... who knows, what else might happen. Do you know what I am talking about? I can't believe that I just asked you if it would be OK with you if I let another man have me."Bob sighed and after a long pause answered,"I know Carol, I have to admit there are a lot of changes going on. I love the changes in both of us and all that seems to be happening now. The idea of you and another man is damned exciting to me I admit. It may take me a little while to get used to. I still looked good and I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week. I heard the car horn and I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was already in the seat.I sat down on his lap and swung my legs into the car. I looked down and notice my dress barely covered my thighs. It rode up pretty high. My son was wearing baggy shorts and a t-shirt. I closed the car door. I was glad I was wearing this dress.I.