His shaft looked so smooth. His balls were massive, his ball skin was so loose I could see each one in detail. His dick was laying over his sack, some... of his ball skin was sticking to the underside of his dick. He was uncut and about four inches long and boy was he thick. His head looked like a big mushroom. I could clearly see it's shape and size under his veiny foreskin.He started talking slowly and hesitantly like he would quickly play off his tone as a joke. "You know my balls just hurt so. “What about you, Rose?” He directed his attention to his other ‘daughter’, who had already drained her glass, which he refilled.“I am definitely going to get as much swimming in as possible. Between the pool, the hot tub and the beach, I’m going full life aquatic. Maybe I can even try and get some surfing lessons.” Jennifer replied.“At the very least I should take you windsurfing.” Daddy suggested.“That would be great, that looks like fun. Are you good at it?” She took another sip and then put. What matters is his want, his need. It becomes obvious when she giggles as she lets go of his hand to grab his hip. Pushing her own hips back hard against the man’s she starts to slowly grind as he wraps an arm around her waist. With her free hand she grasps his forearm and squeezes hard. They both know he can lift her with one arm, doing so many times in the past, yet Alan instead contains that power to focus entirely on her and her needs.His hand moves slightly as he adjusts his forearm so. The sight of Sarah sobbing her heart out was almost more than Carmelita could stand.Carmelita walked to Sarah's side and gently placed her arm around the girl. Sarah turned to Carmelita, but did not let up on her sorrow. "What has you so upset, my dear? You know I want to help you any way I can..." Oh, Carmelita, you are so good to me! Daddy's illness has got me down so much, that I can hardly face him without breaking down. The doctor says that he only has a few more months to live and then I.