"Kneel, slut!" Ralph commanded, putting his big meaty hand on the top of his daughter's head and pushing down, forcing her to kneel before him.Quiveri...ng all over, Julie knelt on the floor before her fathers her eyes still riveted to his huge, thick prick. The teenager had always thought of her daddy as one of the most handsome men she had ever seen, certainly a lot better looking than any of her friends' fathers.But now, as she knelt there before him, staring at his prick which was visibly. The next stretch of road was straight and fairly quiet. I slipped my hand between my legs and found that despite my near discovery my pussy was nicely moist. I arrived at our rendezvous point; he was waiting and immediately voiced his appreciation for my attire or lack of it. He kissed me and we walked into a field next to the lay by. As soon as we were out of sight of the main road his hand found his way between my legs. “Mmmm you are wet,” he commented, sucking my juices from his fingers. We. A few days before we were to meet, I get text saying that she was backing out. She felt slutty and dirty, and didnt want to go through with it. After I received the textI asked her to call me and explained that I wanted to at least hear her voice. Within a few minutes, she called me from work and we spoke. I explained that It was okif she wanted to back out. That If she still wanted to hang out and not have sex that was ok too. Half way through The conversation her tune changed. She explained. .. not easily and... well maybe but not... Jim was certainly a red-blooded male, but he tried to be a decent guy. Wet T-shirt contests notwithstanding. He didn't want to be a sleazy guy that cheated on his girl at every opportunity. The whole Wet T-shirt thing was only for his frat buddies. Yes, that was it. Just for his buddies. Yes. He kept telling himself that, as he headed for the nearest bathroom to frantically gratify himself."By Neptune! There is still so much I do not understand about.