Eventually, I hear you moving around, and you meet me on the balcony a few minutes later, wine in hand, wearing my shirt. You come over and sit in my ...lap. We kiss, cuddle, and sit together, very content, but both getting very horny. The pressure of your bum on my lap and the sexiness of you in my shirt has me growing hard again, and you can feel it. You wiggle and tease me for a few minutes while we both pretend nothing is happening and finish our drinks. You stand up, and I assume you are. She moved over him making sure her wet pussy rested on his cock. 'Just think, you get to be inside me too, ' she smiled, giving him a tender kiss before she climbed from their bed. 'I'm going to clean up. You rest and be ready when I'm finished, ' she smiled jumping from the bed.He watched her go into the bathroom, his eyes were glued to the ass he was about to get, wondering if this would be the night he gave into her wants. He dearly loved her, but how could he fuck his own daughter? She was. Change had arrived at last: there was a blindfold on one of the tables. In the recent past the sight alone might have caused shivers of fear. Now, unencumbered by will, her body made a different choice: submission. Unaccountably eager, she tightened it around her eyes and waited silently as bodies filed into the room.“Kneel.”She knelt.“Open your mouth.”She stretched her jaw as wide as she could, warming with anticipation. A parade of flaccid cocks pressed against her lips, and she suckled with. I dunno? After the third/fifteenth fuck?" I smiled at her and knodded. This was starting out to be a very, very, nice day! We did just what she said we should. Had a refreshing drink of vodka with O.J. A really fat, Jamaican-style, joint. And, fucking sessions so intense I'd need to write another story just to tell you about it! We still got together for a while after that. She'd come into the club, or, call me before I went in. One, or, both of us, would have the best smoke around for us..