Todos os capítulos de “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: Capítulo 1401 - Capítulo 1410

"Yeah, but that was different. You flashed me and asked me to feel you up to give you an opinion of your tits. We're talking about me whipping out my dick like it's nothing.""Eh, so what?" she replied. "It's just the two of us here, it's not like we're going to break some kind of rule. You said you felt like shit right? Well, maybe if you had someone neutral to give you an opinion, you'd feel better."Showing Amber my penis wasn't that big a deal. The problem was, her asking to see it caused me to get even more turned on than I was when I felt her up.I couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to show her it and then take her right on the couch. Plus, it wasn't like I could hide the fact that I had an erection if I took it out."You know, this isn't exactly what I had in mind," I said. "And frankly, all this talk is getting me a bit hard and I don't want that to make things weird.""Please," she said. "Man, I've been wet for like 20 minutes.""So what the heck does that mea

"Face it, it's going to be a little awkward," she said. "Shit, it's awkward now. I just blew you. If I left right now, before we started talking about having sex, don't you think we'd be a little weird around each other the next time we saw each other? That's just what happens when you mess around with someone.""Yeah, I guess so," I replied, feeling a little bit better."The trick is agreeing that we're not going to let it get too weird," she said."I agree,""Well then let's make a pact," she continued. "No matter what happens, we won't let this get weird. Agreed?""Agreed," I replied.==="So ..." I stammered, unsure of what to say next. "Um, what do we do now?""Well, what do you want to do?" Amber asked, licking her lips."I kind of want you to give me a little more head," I replied, wondering if she would actually do it."Ok," she said.With that, Amber rolled out of bed. This was the first chance I got to actually see her full on naked body. God, was she gorgeous.Like I said b

"That's good," she said. "That's really good. It's almost like a double impact of pleasure.""So you like it?" I asked."I do," she replied."You want to come for me baby?" I asked."Soon," she said.I watched her move her hands over head and comb through her hair."Tom," she asked, almost nervously."Yes?""Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked."No," I replied. "I think you're fucking gorgeous.""Hmm," she moaned. "Give me that dick Tom. Fuck me hard, oooh, fuck me,"I could feel her pussy thrust up to meet me and, within seconds, we were fucking harder than we had before."Tom?" Amber asked again. "Do you like that?""What do you mean?" I asked."Well, do you like it when I thrust up and meet you?" she said. "I like missionary position but I always feel like I could be doing more when I'm having sex this way. I don't want to just sit here, I want you to feel as good as possible. Ooh ...""No, it's good," I replied. "It turns me on, it makes me think you're really into it.""I am," sh

They were, without a doubt, the most beautiful, spectacular tits I had ever laid eyes on-- a true testament to abundance, their cleavage more pronounced than the entire bosoms of most women her age. Is it better or worse that some of that infatuation stemmed from whom they were attached to? It clearly was, though, because women with similar body types only made me half as excited as Mom did.I would have been mortified if she'd ever discovered my true feelings, so I kept my perverted fantasies to myself and accepted that the occasional touch was all the sensuality that would ever exist between us. Still, I longed for her so deeply that I was grateful for those rare opportunities, happily choosing them over finding myself a woman that would let me touch her when she was actually awake.That afternoon in the kitchen, it felt like Mom had specifically worn a low-cut shirt to test the limits of my self-control. Her plunging neckline was deep enough to expose a long line of

Finally, she reached for her robe, slipped it on, and tied the belt loosely around her waist. She killed the bathroom light and walked out without so much as a glance toward the yard.Was that real? I thought, too stunned to move. Did that really just happen? For a moment, I genuinely considered whether I'd dreamed it, perhaps due to having suffered a stroke mid-mow.I kept the mower rumbling across the last few patches of grass, but my mind was no longer on yardwork. I finished the lawn in a complete daze, the image of Mom's naked tits burned into my brain.Even after I lugged the mower back into the shed and made my way inside the house, I could not shake it. I was parched beyond measure, both from the hot sun and my even hotter mom, so I grabbed a glass and filled it with cold water from the fridge.Just as I started gulping it down, Mom's voice suddenly cut through the quiet kitchen, a teasing tilt to her tone. "Pretty thirsty, huh?"I choked, splashing water down my shirt as I sp