I was lost, in no time we were up in my loft, both of us gloriously naked. She was doing that inspection thing she did before, touching my erection, t...rning it this way and that. Not actually playing, or even trying to masturbate me, she was..well…inspecting. Strange yet exciting as hell. I did the same to her, kissed her body up and down, pressed my fingers between her legs. She let them part to allow me access. I leaned down, ready to press my lips to her sex. She stopped me, just like last. Not any more. She’d made that clear. ‘I’m not your Dad,’ he hissed. ‘Yes, you are, ‘ she said, pulling out the chair opposite his small table and delicately placing herself into it. He couldn’t help noticing how she checked the chair for crumbs first though. Her mother, through and through. His eyes flicked at her and he said, quietly, and with no emotion, ‘No, I’m not.’ ‘Whatever Dad. Whatever makes you sleep at night. We both know it’s not true.’ John took a deep breath, and glanced around.. More

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