“So,” she asked, giving herself up to her erotic fate, “how will you draw me? How will you draw us?”“I don’t know yet,” he said, setting... the art pad aside. “I have a feeling we still gotta do that part.” She stared up at him, her breath catching. “Drink your beer, girl. You got me all pumped.”He took the last of his smoke and observed her. She gulped down the rest of her now-warm beer, hand shaking so that it spilled down her chin and dripped onto her chest. Knowing that every move she made. I might have to give my Iron to one of the girls, buy a bigger bike for myself and another sporty for the other one. Neither has said much about the scooter in the garage, so they may not be interested at all. Time will tell.A few days before the first of the month, I had the girls double check the reservations at the hotel, the dive school, and with the flight services people in Mobile, both the going and return appointments, and all was ready to go.Wednesday night, we double checked our bags,. Now hear is your reward."He aimed his thick nine inch cock at his daughter's partially open hole letting her feel his bulbous head at her entrance before thrusting his meat into her cunt. She accepted his length and width with hardly a sound, relishing how her Father filled her pussy with his big cock. She let out a long drawn out. "Yeeeesssss." Then added. "Fuck me good Father. Give my cunt your cock Sir!"Jake ravaged his daughter, pushing in and out of her wet hole while he admired the. I was so desperate to touch her; desperate to run a finger down the furrow between her pussy lips. Then the thought of another man seeing her like this began to stir in my mind. Such a thought should have repulsed me but it didn’t. I couldn’t understand why. Why should I feel like this instead? The only pain I felt was that of my erection. I needed to cum. I started to stroke myself but I was afraid of waking her so I stopped and turned over to try to sleep. I did manage to drop off eventually.