I did have the sense to realise that most would not simply have sex. I just didn't know what they would do instead. I couldn't see Samantha and Cyndi'... parents agreeing to any type of date such as going to the movies, so to me, all I could think of was holding hands on the way to school and some time together on the weekends.When the argument ended and it appeared that Cyn had won to the extent that she either had sex with me or blabbed something to her father I made the comment:"Hey, don't I. ‘The place is kind of funky right now and there are only three roosters to choose from but Dorothy has big plans.’ Roosters? Why did that word ring a bell? The third time the House of Roosters entered my life it was during a lunch date with my best friend Ellie. ‘Hey, Melissa have you heard about this new club called the House of Roosters?’ Ellie said after we’d exhausted our usual catch-up chit chat. ‘Like a brothel, only for women?’ I said. ‘Yeah.’ ‘A couple of things. Nothing very specific.’. It was all pretty confusing to me at this point.The rest of the short ride was relatively uneventful. We arrived at the apartment and went up to the bedroom they were staying in and started listening to some music and just winding down. His girlfriend got up and said she had to go to the bathroom. When she left he started to immediately tell me how he had always fantasized about fucking me and then he leaned in to kiss me again. I met him more willing this time though. Still not sure of. “Make love to me daddy! Do what you wanted since the first time I wore that tiny nightie in your lap 3 years ago!” She said with conviction.I began stabbing in and out slowly so we’d feel every inch of each other. After a few pumps, her hips started wiggling again and her breath began to get heavy. The worst was over and now she was starting to enjoy it. I’ve NEVER felt pleasure like my young daughter’s pussy for the first time. It was so soft, wet and incredibly tight I couldn’t believe.