Then she asked me to visit her, she lives in a hilly station, a place called Kandy, the way she held my hand made me think of her in a different way. ... never had a sexual feeling for her but now i liked her touch and i was excited. I couldn’t sleep the whole night, i was so much troubled and very next day i decided to go to Kandy, i told my mom that i am going to Kandy and she said ok and told me to take some stuff if i am going by car. I told yes i am travelling by car and took some stuff for. ”“What does that mean?”“It means that most people would say that you’re crazy having sex with your daughters and some likely would turn you into the Police. Though, some would find it rather kinky.”“I didn’t know I’m on the clock.”“You’re not.”“Do you find it, rather kinky?” He asked eyeing her available cleavage.“Yes,” she blushed.“I don’t think a father has ever been charged or convicted of incest. I love my girls and they love me in ways most people wouldn’t understand.”“I’m a heavy sleeper. I’m afraid if he finds out I’m not really his.”“He does love you, whatever the performance tonight, and that wouldn’t change. You wouldn’t believe how proud he is of you.”“He never says that.”“That’s just men, and families. I know he is because he’s always talking about you, and it’s why he’s so protective.”“Isn’t some of that cos he thinks I have his genes?”“He still raised you, helped form your values and how you are. And he just reacts to you, like everyone.”“I don’t think he’s too keen on. I can smell her perfume waking my desires. More people get on, she steps back touching me, her hair brushes my face making her scent stronger, I can feel the soft cheeks of her ass against me. My cock stiffens against her, she must feel it through her thin dress but she does not move. People get on and off but we stay on pushed against each other. I move slowly bending my knees slightly then straightening again and my cock pushes further between her soft cheeks, she pushes back harder my.