A few minutes later, he finally seeded my arse, before collapsing on me.As we were showering afterward, I asked him if he would like to join my father... and me for dinner. He gladly accepted my invitation.When I got to the bar counter in the dining area at seven-thirty, my dad was already sipping on his whisky. I briefly told him about meeting Máté in the hot tub that afternoon and explained that I had invited him to join us for dinner. Minutes later, Máté joined us at the bar.For the duration of. "All that love rushing into you will make you smile so happily, and you'll feel a glow of love toward your man, just like how her father always makes me so happy with every injection of his love deep into me. That’s the kind of love I have now. And that’s the kind of love I would wish for any daughter of mine." I hope someday to have a beautiful and vibrant daughter to tell all of this to. A daughter who will grow up to be as loved by her man as I am by mine. I would wish for her the extreme. My mind raced back to my first meeting with Becky at a party when we were both seventeen. God it was uncanny this young lady was the image of her.Suddenly, I realised I was staring at the girl; I think around the same time she became aware of me and it appeared my attentions were making her feel somewhat uncomfortable. She turned away and pretended to look into a shop window. I could see that she was keeping a wary eye on me in the window's reflection. I couldn't take my eyes off of her; her. Pretty cool and collected, I thought. I was curious to see how my uncle would react.I called to him that breakfast was ready, and saw Jeannie smile as he yelled to go ahead and start without him. I smiled too, knowing it would take a few minutes for his cock to go down."Hey, this toast is ice cold!" Jeannie complained as she tried to put butter on it."Sorry" I answered. "I got waylaid on the way out here."Jeannie grinned at that. She looked into my eyes and immediately knew that I'd seen her..