Laying the tube aside, he massaged her bottom; then,
“Ready?”
He helped her into position. He and his wife Betty were Joanie’s Godparents but his call was still a surprise; I knew his work schedule and he was on duty. Indian sex “Eat what you can then go pack, we’re going up to the cabin as soon as you’re ready and, Princess, pack extra PJ’s and panties, you’ll need them.”
Big as saucers, her eyes, “What Daddy?”
“Just eat and get packed, I’m ready to go.”
The ride to the cabin was quiet. “Squeeze me, help me cum and it will be over,” he instructed. Am I going to get pregnant?” Joanie asked as they lay together resting. He moans had turn to wails, her sobs to a bawling cry as her tears flowed. As a joke I’d bought her pajamas for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter.
