I start bouncing her softly. I watch her off-balanced and gasping for air, trying to calm down. I bounce her harder, a little faster. I hear her gaspi...ng louder. I see her pivot her hips. I lower her until we are about even then I push my legs hard and thrust her up again. She lets out a little scream, follow by a moan as the seat bangs the fox against her pussy. I jerk and bounce her harder. “Fuck the fox, Meri, fuck it ‘til you cum,” I push my weight forcefully on the ground, jolting her. I heard a moan coming from the bedroom- it was my daughter's voice. I slowly made my way to the bedroom stopping at my own door. I saw the white of my daughter's robe on my chair and realized that she was reading my erotic story. I opened the door a jar wider to see her fingering herself as she read it. My eight inch cock got hard as she let out small moans. I watched her as she started shaking and then she let out a loud moan. She thrust her hips in the air and bucked violently for a good 30. Heather was relaxing more now.“Because we’ve all got something in common,” I said. “About Dad.”“I think it’s quite common for teenage girls to have certain feelings towards their dads,” she replied, still smiling.“Oh,” I said. What???“And now, if you’re not jealous any more, rather suddenly, does that mean you’ve ‘got somewhere’ with him?”I could only nod.“And so, the deal is, can we share him,” she said it like a statement, with an even bigger smile. “Different parts of him?”“Yes,” was about. If anything, poor Wendy looked a little more upset and then she brightened up. "Jim, you just missed her," she said. "Ann left for lunch at 1 p.m. like she usually does."Well, this just didn't click with me and I said "No prob. I'll just pop back to the break room and harass her for a while."I started to walk back to the break room and Wendy said "Jim. She isn't in the office, she went out to lunch like she usually does."I stopped and started to ask Wendy what she meant because Ann has taken.