The following morning I woke him by stroking his already hardening cock and I wasted no time in getting under the covers and taking him in my mouth wh...n his eyes opened (barely!). We had sex a lot, most days we were there and the nights, not just in the room. All over. It was a very fun holiday. I remember, a few days after I woke him up by stroking him he woke me up in a similar fashion. I woke up to his fingers circling my little clit and his mouth on one of my breasts. His tongue was. "I had to." He said softly. "There was an emptiness in my life without her." But how can you trust her? He betrayed you."If he heard the slip, he didn't mention it. "It was hard to. At first. But I love her. And in the end, I discovered that I was happier with her – even if I wasn't sure I trusted her – than I was without her." I see." I could never be happy if I didn't trust him."And," he hesitated. "And I might not have been as honest with her as I should have. She said that she couldn't have. The father in him was lost somewhere else. He placed one of his hand on her thigh and parted her legs apart. Both daughter and father were not speaking to each other. Their subconscious mind doesn’t want to destroy the morning.Then, Randhir glossed her thigh with oil and slipped his hand in her groin area. His fingers dipped deep into her pussy parting the tight lips and perky small bush. She was not wearing panty. Randhir was pushing his finger in and out. The atmosphere was sensual. He placed. "Good girl, now turn around and put your ass in the air. Push it up as far as you can and take this tail like a good little bitch."She immediately started to turn around, having some difficulty because of her bound hands. In a few seconds she had turned around and stuck her ass way up in the air, whining in need. I pressed the head of the plug against her ass and held it still. Her ass was shaking as she whined pitifully, looking back at me with begging eyes. Eventually, seeing that I was not.