Hell, she had even given him a blow job once when he was barreling down the highway at 70 mph in broad daylight.He tried to subtly move to make it eas...er for her to get his zipper down without causing attention to himself. He knew if they got caught, they would be in a lot of trouble, but their table was in the back of the restaurant and there was no one around them. He would just have to remember not to let out his usual roar when he came…if she took it that far.Suddenly he could feel the cool. "What am I doing? She's young enough to be my daughter. I probably shouldn't be here, in love with her, but how could I stop myself ... the first time we kissed, she had my heart."Natasha was like a breath of fresh air in his life, since Rebecca died. As he and Rebecca had no children, maybe in the back of his mind, he saw Natasha as the daughter he wished he had. That was until that first night when they made love. She proved that didn't matter when it came to affairs of the heart.Jack noticed. I shuddered as he used me, just a hole to satiate his cock. He fucked my mouth along his cock, using me to masturbate his dick.I moaned so loudly about that, my pussy squeezing tight, aching to be filled.“You've been so corrupted,” he growled. “I've seen it. The way you act around me, wanting me to see your developing body. I've fought my urges. I've used your mother to satiate them. I thought it all innocent. Just a girl maturing into womanhood, on the cusp of finding her own man. But now I. My right hand shot down. I slid up my thigh to my panties. I rubbed at the wet satin cloth. I thrust it to the side and groaned at the sloppy delight leaking out of my cunt. I still had Daddy in me. His cum soaking in my teenage pussy.I thrust my fingers into him as my tongue caressed over his dick. I sucked hard. I bobbed, my glasses shifting. My cheeks hollowed as I worshiped his cock. I frigged my pussy with powerful plunges of my fingers. This was so hot.Pleasure rippled through me.“Dusk!”.