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started to rub herself harder.
     

Chapter Eight
     
    David was in the kitchen trying to decide
where to take Wendy for to eat. He wanted a place that she would
enjoy, place quiet that they could talk and get back to normal.
David decided to go and see what she liked because he would
probably need to make a reservation. He went upstairs and raised
his hand to knock on Wendy's bedroom door.
    "Yes...oh father," Wendy moaned as she
slipped her finger inside her wet clit, "old man, you feel so
good."
    David stood by Wendy's door in total shock;
he could imagine what she was doing, how she was playing with
herself, as he had seen her masturbate yesterday. And now she was
calling out. He felt himself getting very hard at the sound of her
soft moans coming through the door as he agonized over what he
should do. Should he walk inside? Or should he leave and pretend he
had never heard her? He quickly decided as he heard Wendy moan to
herself that she was going to cum and that she wanted her Daddy. He
opened the door.
    Wendy cried out loudly as she came, her girl
nectar soaking her fingers, totally unaware David had entered her
room. Wendy's eyes were closed as she laid there, her fingers still
in her panties. David bent over her and kissed her softly on the
cheeks, and Wendy jumped, her eyes opening wide before she relaxed
and softly starts to kiss her, father back.
    David climbed onto the bed and lay next to
his daughter, still kissing her, one hand stroking through her long
hair. He stopped kissing her for a second and looked into her
beautiful eyes.
    "Wendy..." he breathed.
    "Daddy, it's okay, this is what I want."
Regardless what she said, she still felt very unsure inside, but
she knew that until she had been with her Dad, nothing could be
worked out. Wendy's feelings would be a complete mess; she wanted
to do this to give herself some peace of mind, and if she regretted
it later, well then she would have to cross that when she came to
it.
    David could sense that she was not entirely
sure that this was what she did want, he wasn't sure of it
himself.
    "Listen, baby, if you're not sure then we
don't have to do this, we can wait for a little, see how things
go?" David asked, his hand now gently rubbing the smooth skin of
her legs, she felt so good.
    "No father, I have to do this." She sat up to
him and kissed him deeply on the lips, her tongue flicking against
his mouth. He parted his lips and invited her tongue into his
throat, it sweet and tasted.
    David was already hard from hearing her moan,
and watching her finger herself, but now he felt himself stiffen
even more as she pressed her firm, tender body against his. She
stopped quickly and stared up at him.
    "Father?" she asked softly, "I want you to
spank me again, like before?" She smiled and looked down. David
thought he was going to blast there and then, but somehow managed
to save it.
    "Stand up now" he ordered. David sat up and
moved to the edge of the bed, grabbing Wendy by the arm and bending
her over his lap, just as he had done last night. But this time,
though, one thing would be different, David wanted to spank her
bare ass, and so he pulled down her shorts and looked at the
perfect curves of her butt. He put his hand on her ass and starts
to massage her soft, smooth orbs. She starts to moan in pleasure,
than cried out suddenly in surprise as he spanked her hard, his
hand leaving a bright red streak that stood out against her pale
skin. Every time he hit her, she cried out, calling "Father" loudly
over and over. After the fifth or sixth stroke, she had also begun
squirming about, wriggle in his lap, which felt like heaven against
his swollen cock. When he reached 22, he stopped, badly needing to
touch her properly. He massaged her sore butt for a few minutes and
then lowered his hand between Wendy's thighs. She was soaking.
    "Oh yes Father, please touch me." Wendy
whimpered, pushing herself back against his hand. David stroked her
wet hole, slowly, teasing her,