“Okay! Yes!” she said. I came around to her side of the table got down on my knees, both of them, and put the ring on her finger.“This is gonna ...e the beginning of something beautiful,” I said. “I need you Roz, and I want you real bad.”“I want and need you too, cowboy,” she said.“Let’s eat and then go out. Okay?” I said.“You got it,” she said.She gave me a quizzical look.“Honey, we gonna invite any of your long lost family?” she said. I hadn’t thought about that. But now I did.“Before, I would. She became more and more distraught as she read. I held her through that long, painful ride even as my head threatened to explode. When she reached the end, Gretchen turned in my arms, burying herself in my embrace. She railed against Kat, and then she cried like the little girl that had just lost her mother to a soulless beast. When her initial emotions were spent, I just held her."This hurts," Gretchen said, "but it doesn't really change anything. I already hated her, and she's still dead.". As I did, I could already smell her pungent odor of musky, dried sweat, just like her mother. The scent was overwhelmingly strong but still sexually intoxicating to me. I placed my nose in my daughter’s wet, reeking pit, I sniffed then I began taking long licks, like a cat. Her pit hair was soft, smelly and wet, I was in fucking heaven. As I licked my daughter’s sweaty pit, she would stop sucking and giggle her little girl sounding giggle, “Hehehe, Daddy that tickles, mmm but I like it. No one. “I want to fuck you.” I gasped as Justine helped herself to a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. “Are you OK with this?” she whispered in my ear. “I’m afraid that I’ll hurt you. I really don’t know what I’m doing.” “Bring it on.” “You cocky bastard,” she said, throwing my head forward in disgust. I sprawled theatrically across her bed with my bum held high, deliberately showing my blue knickers and my white, knee-high pull-up socks. Justine almost smiled but managed to school her face.
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