Reaching it, Daddy dropped my hand and turned, wrapping his arms around the chains and sitting back on the rubber seat. I’m new here, be gentle. xxx My sister also noticed, and laughed at it, whispering to me until Daddy asked what we were whispering about and eventually moved her next to him. I took my seat, and noticed something poking out the leg of his shorts. As I felt a building tension mount deep within, Daddy’s movements changed. I’ve thought this through, thinking it was some dark fantasy born soley of my imagination, during sex and while diddling myself. My daddy really did rub me to baby climaxes and help me sleep.
