I then went near the printer and said ¨this is the one, its the same as what I put up on the site, the pictures were not morphed or anything.¨ she l...oked at it, examined it and asked ¨so, why are you selling it??¨ I said ¨it works but for my volume of printing it’s too expensive to ink it, it will be more suited for people who just take a few printouts a day.”She bought what I said and said ¨oh, that is exactly what I need then, I run a charity organization and I just need one to take a few. When I managed to catch my breath, I asked her if she had any suggestions for our destination."Well, I think I know a place that would meet your criteria. What would you think of going to Egypt during the reign of Cleopatra?" Why there?" I asked."Well Cleo and I have had some fun together in the past, and I am sure she would welcome me back with open arms; not to mention open thighs," she replied blushing prettily."Oh, so that's what draws you there." Well she is adorable and quite yummy, and. To my surprise, he said he would be OK with thatsometime.Over the next few weeks, our lovemaking was great. I think he wore thered lipstick almost as much as I did. When he did, I usually would pushhim down and get on top. Or I would sit in a chair, like it was athrone, and order him to smear his pretty lipstick by licking my vagina.He sometimes resisted (a little), but a simple "because I said so" endedhis feeble protests.One day, I took it up a notch. If you're going to wear liipstick. He rubbed my abs slowly as he pressed himself harder against me. I couldn’t hold back the moans any longer. My eyes slid open and I pressed back against his hardened member. My father’s voice groaned in response as I locked my fingers with his. Slowly, he lowered his lips to my ear. Nothing was said as he panted heavily, losing himself in the friction of his boxers. “Daddy… I need you.” Begging felt so cliché but I couldn’t stop myself: not any longer. I could feel the ends of my father’s hair.