Just a few hours before she showed up there in my garage, I had watched her playing basketball in her driveway with her father while I was mowing my lawn. XXX We had stolen glances at each other over the course of about half an hour. “Oh, you love fucking your little girl’s ass, don’t you, Daddy?” she asked without missing a beat. Her nose was button-cute, but her blue eyes were deep, almost mature. “Yes! “You startled me. I reached for a bottle of shampoo, squirted some into my hand, and started massaging it onto my cock. “I’m gonna come now, Clara Baby,” I said, this time not concerned that I had used my daughter’s name. The utter wrongness of the whole event was not lost on me, I assure you. She got it right away. Somehow my sense of pride was far greater than that I experienced when fucking my wife, again taking me
