I've felt this connection with you that is beyond this world. We were both born on Christmas Day. That is a truly holy connection. I want you daddy an...d I know you want me too. Please daddy, don't turn me away. I love you.”Looking at my beautiful daughter, knowing she was right. I have been lusting for her for years. “OK baby, but we don't have much time. Your mom has about twenty minutes left in her bath. When the hair dryer comes on, you need to be out of here.”“Oh, thank you daddy. I have. "Hurry the fuck up." My middle finger made a few full strokes then pulled out. Remembering what she said last night. I rolled her over on her stomach, a dragged her hips to the edge of the bed and spread her cheeks then buried my tongue. Vannessa anal ring was pink, brown and delicious. Squeezing and pulling her cheeks apart hard my tongue switched back and forth from massaging circles around the ring and punching the hole. "Dick!" She begged. I rolled away and smothered my cock in lube.. It was delicious, sensual, and went almost instantly from a hesitant tasting to full, unabated deep kissing-we devoured each other's mouths, our tongues stabbing, probing, and her body pressed warmly to me. I felt a new host of sensations sparkle inside me.We kissed there at the end of the stone footpath for at least a full two minutes, exchanging soft moans into each other's mouths. Was she acting, I wondered?When we pulled apart I looked into her eyes, and if she was acting, she deserved an. "'Catch' is just a figure of speech. In any case, I've got to sleep, now. My bed is in there." Travis pointed with his thumb over his shoulder and then followed his own direction. He kicked off his shoes and fell into the sheets. Without another thought, he fell into a deep sleep.Travis stood in the pew of his childhood church, St. Stephen's. He knew that he was dreaming but the tableau was so real, from the wood with its flaking varnish under his fingers to the faded colors of the wall.