Lily's pulse was racing faster than ever. Her father was finally accepting what she always knew was inevitable.

"Same goes for my pussy," she giggled, taking one of his hands and guiding it downward toward her smoothly shaven mound. She uttered a long, loud moan as his fingers instantly explored her slit. She was wet and slippery long before stepping into the shower, and now the skillful stroke of her dad's fingers was making her honey flow like a river.

"I guess you're really sure about this, aren't you, angel?"

"Oh, yes, Dad. I've been sure for a long time."

Bruce smiled, as if a huge weight had finally been...