"Oh, Daddy. You are," she sighed. "You're the one I want."

"If only we could, baby. If only."

Then he kissed her again and they were immediately sliding their tongues into each other's mouth. As always, Henry stroked his daughter's silky hair as they kissed. He slid his hands inside the extra wide arm holes of her tank top and rubbed her shoulders, feeling the smooth warmth of her fine skin. Dani cooed in response, feeling the heavy trickle of warm girl honey dribbling along her slit. She knew her father's dick had to be throbbing hard by now yet she dared not break the spell by trying to look....