“How long, since she actually let you do what I just did? I had to show you!”
“Show me?” I demanded. “Maybe… I tightened my grip on her breast, readjusted my other hand to hold her more firmly in place, and really started giving it to her hard. It took me a minute to remember why that was a bad thing. And then even more months, working up the courage to actually go through with it! I swear, Daddy, I will never do that to you! Whatever the cause, I was just thanking my lucky stars and trying not to do anything that would mess it up! I held off as long as I possibly could, knowing how it would intensify my release, but I just couldn’t resist that tight, clenching little pussy for a single second more! Cyndi hadn’t been doing anything to me—if anything, that was the problem. In every way, Daddy! I want you to be my only, Daddy! Something was definitely up, but damn if I was going to object!
