" Tears of joy started to stream down her face but she tried to smile as she said, "Daddy is so strong he can bend a steel beam with his bare hands, b...ut he's so tender and warm and loving ... Daddy was the very worst when he knew I was dying."Mommy could cry and let her sorrow out, but Daddy didn't. I'm not sure he even can. He just kept it inside, and I could feel it eating him up. He would have cheerfully given his life for mine." Turning to him, she buried her face in his neck and said,. My cock was already hard, in fact it had been since I started driving over, and as I started to caress her arse through her skirt I expected her hands to grab my cock, as they usually would. Instead she gently pushed me away."Don't be so hasty," she said "You'll get me soon enough, and as often as you like, but first tell me what you used to fantasise about before you met me." What?" I asked."Did you ever want to have an orgy? Or have two girls? Have you ever wanted to have sex with another. I wrapped my lips around the head and sucked it into my mouth. This young man would never forget this night. This was totally on the spur of the moment and though it was risky I felt very excited to be here doing this. I swirled my tongue around the head and then pushed it back into my throat. I slowly went up and down on his cock taking it deep into my mouth. I would pull it out and lick it and then suck on his balls. I asked him to make sure to tell me when he was going to cum. I said he. I know where to go to get what I want, but if I can’t get it there, I keep going. I keep pushing and asking and looking until I find someone who will give it to me. I might be looking for the kind of satisfaction that doesn’t even satisfy ME, it just makes me feel better to get all of that energy out of my system and pump it into somebody else. It’s funny because growing up, the one thing I said I would NEVER do was be like my Daddy. Then when I grew up, I found out I was nearly as crazy as he.