" Now that you got your good feet on" Kat said, with a straight face, "You ready to dance?"Bob scowled at her, then assumed a superior aire and, with ...a good natured twinkle in his eye, growled at her. "I was dancing before you were a twinkle in your daddy's eye, girlie, and don't you forget it!"At first glance, the ship was, to put it charitably, a wreck. The protective coating that had once covered the skin had been scrubbed off by decades of atmospheric landings. The hull was dented, creased. His face rested on her thighs as he lapped and licked at her clit, sometimes fast and hard sometimes slow and delicate. Sometimes he put his tongue inside her, sometimes he flicked at her. She put a hand on his head and he could feel her nails on his scalp. That was a good sign. He began using his fingers, first his Peter pointer finger on his right hand as it was the easiest to enter her with. Immediately she began to roll and mimic his movements, pushing against him as she sucked him into. But I knew he was studying the problem, trying to face these forbidden desires that were threatening to overwhelm him. I found the books hidden in his bedroom, both scholarly tomes that addressed father-daughter love, as well as erotic accounts of graphic, incestuous sex. His computers browsing history increasingly led me to the sites Daddy had been surfing, sites that had accounts of, and actual videos of fathers making love to their daughters. ~~~~~ I remembered all this as I lay in. Or am I not attractive enough?”“Pam, you’re becoming a beautiful woman. Any man who is lucky enough to find himself with you will be the envy of all, I promise!”“There you go again! You know just how to speak to a woman and now all I want to do is kiss you again…but not on the cheek.”I shuffled closer and said, “Okay, I promise not to give you the cheek. Now hurry, before I change my mind.” She needed to further prompting and kissed my upturned lips. We were both a little apprehensive at first.