I stand above Ursula, stroking my dick as she lies down on the wet earth, her dark hair fanning in all directions around her. Fuck, she's flushed and beautiful. Hot as goddamn fire, too, with that yellow material cupping all my favorite parts. "Should I leave my bathing suit on, Daddy?"

"Yeah," I grit out, going down to my knees in between her splayed legs. "Want to watch those tits bounce around in your top. Just like when Daddy used to bounce you on his knee, only this time I'm going to have my cock right where it's meant to be."

Last night, I knew my instinct about Ursula needing...