My breath caught for a moment.“We made you right here,” I said as Michelle came to the blanket. “You are just so beautiful, Michelle. That night...at the restaurant, when I said I loved you, I meant it. Not as a father, but as a man.”“Daddy,” she whimpered, her voice tight. “I... I...” Tears spilled down her cheeks. She seemed incapable of speaking as she stared at me with such joy in her eyes.I knew I hadn't read this wrong. I knew my daughter loved me. That she cared for me, wanted me. I. She pulled on the G string and then put on the bra. The sheer black lace crushed her delicate nipples flat. She more than filled the cup of the bra which meant that she had a most luscious cleavage. She then stepped into a little A- line dress and asked me zip up the back of the dress. There is something sexy about zipping up dress for when you get about breast level she gently pulls her shoulders in to allow the zip to go up easily. She then goes on put on her strappy black high heels and make. She felt restless, unsatisfied. And it was the kind of hunger that a finger wouldn't help. She'd had other fingers pushed into her cunt now and somehow her own just didn't feel so exciting. She wondered what Lee was doing. Sleeping probably. Lee was a strange, guy. He'd come on to her hot and heavy that first time out in the lake. But now he was just really laid back. Was it because Mitch was flirting with her so openly? God, the whole scene was about to drive her up the wall.Alice got up and. "Weißt du, ich träume schon lange davon, es mal mit einer Transe zu treiben." sagte sie nun grinsend zu mir und nahm meinen Schwanz in den Mund. "Er er ernsthaft?" fragte ich sie nur stotternd und als Antwort kam nur ein genüssliches "hmmmm" aus ihrem Mund. "Weiß... Onkel Peter... davon...?" stammelte ich. "Sicher" sagte sie, als sie sich kurz von meinem Schwanz löste. "Er fände es auch geil, aber auf unseren Swingerparties konnten wir leider noch keine kennenlernen."."Swingerparties?" fragte.