My father has a sense of humor. I am his cutie, he always says. Your Auntie Anya calls me Malia because we were girlfriends in school. Don’t tell yo...ur uncle. He doesn’t like me. He was always afraid I would take her from him.”“Myla, my uncle is no longer in the picture. But I don’t think the guy on the other end of the phone will let her go very easy. They love each other quite a bit. You’ll see. My new Grandpapa, Charlie, is a cool guy.”“I’m sure he is. Your Auntie Anya thinks so, anyway. I. I am so glad I shaved my pussy this morning. He reaches the top of my thigh and slowly licks and kisses me all around my pussy before his tongue finally flicks over my clit. This nearly sends me into orbit. His fingers gently touch all around my pussy then I feel his fingers open my lips as his tongue gently licks me up and down, lapping up my juices. His tongue then enters my pussy and it is mind blowing. I feel his hot breath as his fingers find my clit. I can feel the build up to an almighty. I noticed, Marek was not particularly muscular but had a smooth body of a typical young adult boy. His ass was very well rounded, I would love to take in my hands and for more. As he turned a little and I was also entertained with a good sized bulge in his shorts, I thought to investigate. Later, I was in the kitchen, almost ready to go to work when Marek came in. Now he wore an open collar t-shirt, showing his youthful body and soccer shorts clinging to his thighs and making the bulge very. She had this urge to want to touch it, to see what it felt like. That was a very strange urge. She reflected that if you’d asked her even two hours ago if she would ever want to touch her dad’s boner, she’d have said, quite confidently, no thanks. But somehow, having it in front of her, “live,” so to speak ... well, the “dickness” of it outweighed the “dadness” of it. All the same, she decided this was not a request she would make - mostly out of a consideration for her father’s evident.