" Tears formed in her eyes as she gushed, and she threw her arms around him to give him a sexy, open mouthed kiss."You don't have to do anything my lo...e, you make me so happy just by being the hot, sexy creature you are already. I enjoyed tonight as much as you did, and I am really excited about the next time." Are we really going to do all that stuff we said, daddy? Or was it just fantasy?" Well, you tell me, sweetheart. I would love to see you get fucked again by Jimmy and his friends if. I was in a toy aisle rearranging dolls some eight year olds had systematically cleared from the shelves as their mothers stood nearby, cart-to-cart, talking to each other but not watching their damn daughters.Robert was probably late 50’s, grey hair, very fit. Very fit. Eyes bluer than mine. He came down the toy aisle with a cart filled with frozen dinners, a few household items and a case of beer. He wasn’t looking at any toys, unless maybe that’s how you see me. Depending on who you are, I. ”She lays down by me and I sit between her legs. I grab her hand and put her fingers on her clit. I show her my favorite way to rub. “Little circles seem to feel good.”“Do I put my fingers inside myself?”“You can.” I was getting hard again. I moved her hand down and pushed my finger and hers together into her wet pussy. She moaned softly. I slowly pull my finger out leaving hers. I sit back and watch my little sister finger her cute little pussy. “Do you want to rub my clit?”“Sure.” I reach. They had an adequate meal and danced happily. Becca did not expect and indeed did not want any ballroom dancing as such. She was happy to be held by Edward and do little more than sway to the music.When they got home Becca said, "I'm not going to invite you in for coffee because Uncle Steven will still be about even though it's half past eleven. Instead I'm going to say thank you out here. Edward, I've had a really wonderful evening."She pulled his head down and plastered her lips to his. His.