He got up from his daughter's bed and walked out into the living room, seeing her working at the counter, wearing her short nightee, and he crept up b...hind her, planting a kiss on her neck as his hands slid around to cup her tits and she stopped and moaned. "Oh Daddy, I'll never get breakfast done at this rate," and he squeezed her tits as he felt her nipples pop up between his fingers, "How about Daddy just eats you for breakfast Maddie," and he dropped a hand to her bare crotch as he traced. We paused at the beautiful site of autumn leaves reflected in the water's surface and her hand came into mine. My pulse quickened and I gave her hand an intimate squeeze.A few stops later, her head was against my chest; my hand round her narrow hips; we felt relaxed with each other now the outside world had disappeared from view.Then as twilight developed, we returned fairly tired to our camp-site.We made coffee, heated our chow and ate ravenously together.Then it was fun trying to freshen up. Ultimately, Jason decided he didn’t want to risk damaging their relationship. Gritting his teeth, he ignored the power-up and raced as hard as he could. In the end, it was awfully close. He might have won, but she got on the inside at the last turn and maintained their separation.Jason lost the race. Maybe, if things worked out, he’d try again. Not that he’d try the same thing anytime soon. A girl, this pretty had to get hit on all the time. She’d sense a creep from a mile away. The trick was. I wasn’t volunteering for that job because it was low on the list for life expectancy stats and the real money was in smuggling people not drugs with a lot fewer consequences.The bus was the absolute pits but it was still a lot better than the inside of the prison.I looked out the dirty window at the dismal countryside and wondered why anyone would want to live in this country of thieves and prostitutes and lots of pricks like me just looking to make a fast buck the easy way and not break my.