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The Fishing Trip
Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
the hesitation when he answered my question 'How long do we have to wait?' With a woman's intuition for such things, knew my father was reacting to me as a male to a female, not a dad and daughter. My heart started thumping with dread, my mind quailed with revulsion when I thought of the possibilities. I wasn't virgin but the idea that my father might want to fuck me put me on an edge of nervousness I’d never experienced before. God, how gross could that be, just the idea was revolting. I slept very little that night, lying in the dark, afraid of my own thoughts, watching my father sl**p on the little bed next to me. The sun burned away my nighttime fears and I saw my dad again as my father, not a predator. We rowed the boat to a spot on the lake near our cabin that looked intriguing as a place to catch a lunker. Dad and I fished for several hours, catching and releasing several nice sized fish but the big ones weren’t taking the bait. It was another hot day and since our supply of ice had long ago melted we had only tepid bottles of water to cool us. The longer I sat in the boat with my parent the more ridiculous my nighttime thoughts became. Around noon I decided that it was all my own imagination, my dad didn't want me that way. Not only did I convince myself of his pure thoughts, I started to experience small nagging doubts. Why didn’t' he want me that way? I was nineteen, a full grow woman, he was a healthy, and (I had to secretly admit) an appealing, handsome man. We ...