I kept it silent.Daddy moved my hair to one side and began kissing where my hair was against my neck. I felt his hand move up the curve of my side. My...skin was now hot with desire. At least that is what I thought it was. Daddy did not stop until his hand was under my bra and he was cupping one of my perky breasts. I moaned as his hand squeezed. My nipple, rigid with heat, rubbed the palm of his hand as he gently massaged my breast. I moaned as my bra slipped to one side exposing my other. “But can I ask, what does your husband think of all of this? He and I didn’t talk a lot at the barbecue. And you didn’t say anything that was actually meaningful regarding him last week.”She seemed to squirm in the seat she’d taken at my little utility table. “Look you got any coffee in there?” She nodded in the direction of the kitchenette.“Yeah, sure,” I said. I started to wheel myself to get her the coffee, but she raised her hand to short shank me.“I’ll get it; I’m desperate,” she said. I. More

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