I felt guilty after that, after my lust had been assuaged and we were walking back to our car. My husband's seed burned inside me, and some I imagined... spilled onto the ground, seeping into the earth to find Claire Marie. It was a sacrilege, I thought afterwards, doing that there, in that place. I wouldn't speak with my husband, though I could tell he was in a fine mood and willing to entertain me. I just wanted to go home and take a bath.That my feelings weren't clear to my husband became. The same thought of fucking his own daughter arose and he wondered if she would ever accept him in that way. Melanie could feel the tense feeling in her father. It was a feeling she had felt several times with him when she was younger and now she knew why. He always wanted to fuck her but was scared to even try. She was going to change that somehow today, now that her father was at the house. She had to make him see that it was what she wanted also. “I was just about to start some breakfast. I don’t know you well enough to know and I’m not judging but men and even some boys are starting to ask about you too. If you swing that way, that’s fine, we’re pretty choosy on who we let in, you’ll be safe here. But, don’t be surprised if you start feeling a lot more groping from men. Are you ok with that? I said I really didn’t know. I had a blowjob from some guy in the shower (in fact, it was the day you met my mom and were eating her pussy in the shower, I was three stalls down letting off. Ashok made a face that said that he was impressed, so I got up wore only my jeans, not the g-string, and was ready to leave when Ashok came plucked a stick and tied my g-string end to it making a flag of sorts. He then implanted it next to the now quickly drying puddle I had made. We both smiled and got back on the bike. Soon we reached a nice quiet place on the riverbank, where he stopped the bike and announced that we had reached. I took in the surroundings it was very calm, hardly anyone.