Her long blonde hair framed her innocent face as she stared at me with a devilish grin."What"s wrong daddy, isn"t this what you want" she said to me. ...I have been flashing my boobs at you all day trying to get you turned on. I even wore my bikini bottom that exposes my dove tattoo just to give you something to think about. With that she squeezed my cock tighter as the blood rushed from my head. "I want you daddy", "Will you fuck me", Please? I did not know how to respond to my daughters. Everyone shook hands, then we all followed Harold inside.There were lots of ‘Wows!’ especially from those younger than I.“To answer your question, Michael,” Harold said. “This was an original 100 x 100 Walmart store, before they got big and became Super Walmart Centers. However, they have evolved to six different size formats, and may be interested in moving back into a few smaller stores again.”“Pardon me, Harold,” I said, “but there is a Super Walmart a mile away. You aren’t saying that they. Bumped into --Hey! Something was fondling his crotch. Damn it, there was nothing there! Nothing but soap suds and pubic hair, but now he had a raging erection and it sure as hell felt like a hand jerking him off. Damn, that was starting to feel nice! Then, the touch was gone.It came back in the night. A week later, he awoke from a sound sleep to the feel of something gently stroking his back and buttocks. A hand.Dan became accustomed to the nightly "visits." The by now familiar feminine touch. I was as relaxed as I could be, I wanted that cock inside me. He pressed steady but gently, and when my ass began to feel like it was going to tear open I told him and he eased back a little. Such a gentle man for being so big and muscular. We did it over and over. Him pressing in until the pain came, easing back, waiting, me saying "OK" and him pressing again. Each time he went a little deeper before it hurt much. He was caressing my back and my ass, and in between tries he leaned onto me,.