"It helps that we can talk about this, and that you understand. It doesn't feel wrong - or that wrong anyway." Not that it felt wrong before, but that was in the heat of passion, on the cool light of day it is a little different. What he says interests her though and she looks up at him a bit more closely.
"You like it then, that's half the enjoyment for you, that I'm your daughter and we're fucking." It's not really a question, but it is, and she doesn't really seem too upset by that if it is the case. While she finds her father attractive because he is a handsome man, she has to admit that there is a greater thrill and pleasure for her knowing that he is her father. There are a lot of boys at school that she finds cute, but none of them do the things to her that her father does.
She isn't sure how she feels about that. It can't be too wrong, he feels the same way, and that feels very nice. What she does find is that the thought makes her wiggle down against his lap a little bit as her cheeks turn pink with blush.
A happy noise under his touch, almost like a soft purr as she sighs a little and toys with the strap of his belt, an idle touch, she is listening to him - mostly, she has to admit however that her thoughts are a bit distracted and scattered.
"I think I can talk to you about anything. You're good with that," he isn't overly emotional (from what she has seen and of course he has his moments.) He doesn't judge her either, like this, this is easy for her because there is no judgment.
Which leads her to say: "I really want to suck you off right now, but I'm not sure if I'll be good enough."
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Date: 2012-07-30 07:17 pm (UTC)"You like it then, that's half the enjoyment for you, that I'm your daughter and we're fucking." It's not really a question, but it is, and she doesn't really seem too upset by that if it is the case. While she finds her father attractive because he is a handsome man, she has to admit that there is a greater thrill and pleasure for her knowing that he is her father. There are a lot of boys at school that she finds cute, but none of them do the things to her that her father does.
She isn't sure how she feels about that. It can't be too wrong, he feels the same way, and that feels very nice. What she does find is that the thought makes her wiggle down against his lap a little bit as her cheeks turn pink with blush.
A happy noise under his touch, almost like a soft purr as she sighs a little and toys with the strap of his belt, an idle touch, she is listening to him - mostly, she has to admit however that her thoughts are a bit distracted and scattered.
"I think I can talk to you about anything. You're good with that," he isn't overly emotional (from what she has seen and of course he has his moments.) He doesn't judge her either, like this, this is easy for her because there is no judgment.
Which leads her to say: "I really want to suck you off right now, but I'm not sure if I'll be good enough."