I admitted to myself that this game was probably getting out of hand. For all I knew, this could have been my daughter's nipple I was sucking, could have been my daughter's breasts I fondled, could have been her pussy up against my cock, could have been that tongue I sucked. But you know what? I didn't care right now. I was so horny I just wanted this. And having the excuse that maybe it wasn't my daughter made it all better in my conflicted mind. And after all, my daughter and I had already crossed a few boundaries--hell she wanted me to cross more. What was wrong with just...