Wordlessly Pete complied, lifting himself slightly as she pushed his boxers down, then, rising to her knees and bending (Pete taking in his first real sight of her pendulous C-cup breasts) she expertly pulled them down past his feet and tossed them aside, laughing again as she did. XXNX She continued her soft strokes, cupping his balls occasionally, quietly and seductively whispering “that’s it, be my big boy, be my big cock, Daddy, be hard for your little girl.” And for his part, her words intoxicating him, need and lust beginning to blind him, his hands caressed her back, glided along her curves, and then cupped one of her breasts. I don’t think I’ve had good sex, well, an orgasm, anyway, in six years. She bounced several times, her legs now wrapped around her father, her ankles locked to prevent any escape, holding him deep inside of her. “Guido’s?” Pete asked, “I haven’t been to Guido’s since…”. Hearing her gasp as he gently cupped and fondled her breast, rubbing his thumb over her hardened nipple, he shifted slightly and easily lifted her nightie over her head. You need this; you’ve needed it for a long time, and so have I.
