“Don’t forget to kiss your daddy and me goodbye then.”
Now this is going to get interesting, Robert thought as his daughter leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. Indian sex “Like you would kiss a boyfriend.”
There were no questions in her eyes as Chrissy pressed her lips to his and allowed his tongue to wander into her mouth. Thoughts about it being his daughter, not his wife under the table popped into his head like incestuous images, and the way she now cleaned strawberry jam from her fingers, sticking one after the other into her mouth and sucking on them, was like pouring gasoline on flames. Having this sort of power, the power to make any woman do whatever he wanted, seemed to spur his fantasies into new dimensions. The redhead was the wildest of them all. He was a little confused at first, not having done “The Routine” on her, but then he realized that
