Nothing left to separate us.
The intimacy between my father and me was limited at first.
I moaned again when his hand squeezed my breasts.
I was a bit afraid it would hurt but I'm sure it will be worth it.
Daddy picked up the pace and even though it hurt at times I actually came from buttsex.
His hands would be focussed on my breasts or hips and bottom.
And it has become possible.
When I sat on his lap, I could feel his hard cock between my buttocks; I would ride him until he came and he would squeeze my breasts and thighs.