As he pulled on a pair of shorts and a T shirt, he just shook his head and laughed at himself. It was a good thing he was f*****g Sandy now or else he might get into the habit of thinking the wrong way about his hot daughter. This was as far as he'd ever let himself go, and he wasn't going to let it happen again. He was sure of it.
With the TV running some movie she wasn't paying attention to, Gina was still thinking about her father. She almost started m**********g again at least three times as she remembered the unexpected sight of his big, gorgeous c**k in action, but she forced herself to stop. All it would accomplish was make her want it that much more. It wasn't as if he was going to let her step in and take her mother's place in his life and bed. Especially now that he was f*****g
