Just let it go.”“Uh huh, that’s what I thought,” my daughter said and smiled as she straightened her body and stood in front of my desk.“Tho...ght what? Don’t you try to get into my head. I said let it go,” I answered and picked up the pen again to work more on the contract.“Oh daddy! Please! You are avoiding my question. I know when you do that, there’s more there. You are too easy to read. You did like what you saw. You are still imagining me naked I can tell. Somewhere, in the back of your. She patted his head indulgently and bent down to kiss the bald patch on the crown."Darling Freddikins!" she said in a cooing voice, at the same time suppressing a yawn. She was fond of the old boy, in a way, but was more used to the attentions of younger and more virile men. After her affair with Fred had lasted a few weeks she had almost forgotten what it was like to sweat till the sheets were wringing wet and feel totally exhausted after being shagged almost senseless."Can't I come to your. I walked over and started to kiss her. As we kissed she began to remove my clothes, first was the shirt, then came my boots, and finally my jeans. She had trouble with those, new button down jeans, but she got them off and I was nekid. She liked the idea of having no underwear to deal with. Her mouth found my cock. She kissed and licked it and then took it completely in her mouth. I was transfixed as her tongue played with my cock.I pushed her down on the bed and removed her pants. I climbed on. Her hymen must have been thicker than most. She probably should have had it clipped by a doctor. But she only has one more week out here. When she couldn’t break her cherry sitting on me, she had me get on top and insisted that I just ram on through it. Damn, saying it makes me sound like I’m some kind of monster. I knew it was going to hurt her, but she was becoming distraught. Shit. I have had exactly two women in my life before Ann. I’m no authority on hymen removal. I tried my best not to.