I woke with the images still in my vision and the most sensual feeling of waves of luscious moisture rushing over my body.I continued moaning uncontro...llably, my feet digging into the mattress allowing my hips to flow forward, over and over again.Realizing at that moment I was gripping something I looked down to see my daughter's eyes closed and her slobbery, soaked mouth stretched wide around my cock.It was then that I realized where I was. It was Thursday and my wife had gone off to yoga class. " Do you still miss her?" she asked curiously."Yep," I answered instantly."Were you thinking of her while we were... ?" She didn't finish."No," I answered truthfully. "I did afterwards, but not during."She looked away and kicked her horse with her heels. It cantered ahead and I got a good view of a healthy young woman bouncing up and down on a horse until I caught up with her.She suddenly pointed to a place they called Bald Knob, where a huge house-sized boulder broke the surface of the. “Surely you don’t have to put it all out there like this?”Jemima smiled, the expression something close to pity as she looked at my face. “You’re sweet,” she said, “but I’m a grown woman.”My daughter paused and took her hand away from my leg.“I have appetites, daddy,” Jemima went on, eyes on the floor. “I know you probably don’t want to hear it, but I have certain likes when it comes to sex.”Sensations curdled in the pit of my stomach when I heard her say it and, both thrilled and disgusted, I. She was astride him like she was riding a horse. “We can’t go over there any more. That man would probably chop us up and cook us on a campfire.”“No he wouldn’t. You heard Mommy. She said he’d never ever hurt us, not for anything.”“That doesn’t mean he’d be happy to see us. Besides, what are we going to do, just walk up to the place and say, ‘Hi, we just thought we’d drop by. Seeing as how we yelled and screamed at you last night we thought we’d be all friendly today.’”Debbie put her hands on.