I answer; she responds and wants pic; I say no – lets meet in person and be adventurous; she says okay!!!Act 2 – Scene 1YOU – The tingle is more...pronounced as you drive to the little pub on the east side. You put it out of your head and park. The cool breeze blows through your hair as you put on your shades and walk to the place. You grab a table and wait, texting a friend as to where you are.ME - I see you at the table as I walk up and feel my heart pounding. I ask if it’s you and you smile as. Her father's breath began to get erratic."Fucking boys," he said softly. "That's all you're good for. Just fucking boys." He pulled her so that her cunt was resting on his prick. She felt how hard his cock was."Oh no," she said as she felt her father's big hand go beneath her panties and start playing with her buttocks. "Oh please." "What's the matter?" her father asked. "What you've been giving the others is all I ask. Isn't your father's prick good enough for you?" "But you're my father!". She lifted her head up slightly and I slid one arm beneath her neck and used it to pull her head to me and covered her mouth with mine and slipped my tongue into her mouth. We kept up kissing and I used the tips of my fingers to gently rub her back, shoulders, ass and the backs of her thighs. She used her fingernails and gently scratched my back and shoulders. It felt wonderful.Thanks to the facts that we had spent six years together and that we had no children, my wife and I had spent a lot of. She was so relaxed. Only her mind raced now, trying to think of what he could possibly ask her to wear that wasn’t a dress or shoes. Earrings? She thought. Restraints? She thought again with a giggle. She could certainly get down with that. Maybe a blindfold, her mind wandered off. ‘Lift your knees, please,’ he asked, gently guiding her legs so that her feet were flat on the bed. She looked at him with a curious look on her face. ‘Close your eyes. No peeking,’ he told her. ‘What happens if I.