All she was wearing now was a tiny thong that exposed her whole, sweet ass, and only barely covered her always bald pussy. That was still too much as ...ar as I was concerned. I turned a bit and half layed, half dropped her on my bed still mad at the situation, and mad at myself for what felt like giving in. I wrapped my hands around the front of her panties and pulled, the material giving way and came apart in my hand, and there she lay, naked, wet, tears subsiding, excited for the moment, and a. As she came down, she climbed off me and kissed my face and lips. She had always loved the taste of her pussy on me. She especially liked sucking my cock after I had made her cum all over it, but I knew that would not happen tonight. She wanted my sperm in her womb today, not in her mouth."Daddy, you always make me cum so good with your tongue." I love making you cum, princess." Now, I want to feel you inside me."She rolled so I was on top of her and I knew we had reached a pivotal moment. I. I love her so much, and my greatest pleasure, is her pleasure. I want her to know that so bad. I tryed to gentely wake her, but with no success. She looks so beautiful lying there peaceful, but I want her so bad. If she only knew how bad. I guess I should show her more often. I can't help myself but to touch her, and kiss her. She is so sexy. I lift up the blanket that covers the both of us, and start to massage her softly. Her quiet moans are ecstacy to me. I can't help but to become aroused. The image of Tyler undressing . . . Stop it! Stop it, she scolded herself, her hand pausing on the soft tuft of curls at the base of her belly. Her head turned on her pillow and another image filled her head . . . the image of Tyler kissing her breasts. Please, God, she begged! Her fingers slid over her mound and she shuddered. No! No! But the image stayed . . . except now, Tyler was kissing her stomach . . .Evelyn's fingers slid through the soft folds of flesh . . . she bit her lip . . . she.