I held my daughter in my arms for long minutes, until finally her tears ebbed to a halt and we kissed again and again, wordlessly confirming our newly expanded love for each other. When I finally withdrew from my Jilly's clasping pussy, I felt a bit like I had when I first left home – a slight sense of loss, but with the wonderful knowledge that I would be returning again and again.

My energy and strength temporarily spent, my body trembled with effort as I eased off her body and moved to lie alongside my daughter's body. We looked at each other lovingly until a shadow loomed over us....