One might think that's when it all changed. Maybe that's the moment that he noticed his little girl. His sweet, loving, trusting little girl. Noth...ng happened, as the years pasted on. He managed to keep his desires hidden. Confined to private jerking sessions. When he fucked his wife, he'd close his eyes and think of his pretty, little girl. He'd imagine her, coming in with her sweet, tender knees all dirty, looking up at him all sweaty and smiling, after a long, summer day. Her skin. Then she sits down on her towel and watches the surf. She isn’t as thin as Judy, but she has curves and filling in all the right places. She is a rather appealing woman if she weren’t gay. What the hell am I thinking? Gay or not, she is fucking sexy. Looking hard at her, Alan swears he can see the sublime outline of her nipples through the neon green top and the indentation of her cunt lips through her bottoms.His blood is boiling. He is highly aroused, almost uncontrollably so. He knows this. I stood up and looked around the club. Neither her nor Jared were anywhere in sight. I suddenly felt abandoned, and it was not a pleasant feeling. I exited our booth and began wandering around searching for her. I crossed the room and found there was another bar area in the back.Several of the booths in this area had curtains drawn shut. As I passed them, I could hear loud moans and grunts. Was Janet in one of them? I listened intently but didn’t recognize her voice, though that didn’t mean. She threw back the covers and pulled off her shorts. She started pumping again and found her g-spot again. This time she rubbed it. After about a minute of this Emma felt her walls clamp down on her fingers and she stifled a scream by turning into her pillow. Finally she let out a gasp and sighed happily.After that orgasm she was too tired to put her shorts back on or cover herself so she lay there naked from the waist down as she slowly drifted off."Emma!" Her mother called from downstairs..