“No, I’m not a virgin anymore.” “And?” “My God, Daddy, what do you want me to do, give you all the details?” Amy blurted out in frustration. No wonder he started drinking so much and just hit the road. That’s the way it has to be, princess.” “B–but …” “Leave with me now,” father told daughter, his cock having spilled all of its cream, yet remaining rock-solid so it throbbed in her fucked cunt with every word he spoke. “Just a finger’ll work. Really, Amy thought, that would be the best thing for all concerned. “I want you to be absolutely positive.” “Have it your way, Daddy. “I’ve had some luck,” Vic Winslow modestly said. School was out, with Amy on her way to secretly meet her father. “Daddy … I can’t blame mom for wanting to fuck Uncle Thad, Amy thought as the bus jogged along. “No, I’m not a virgin anymore.” “And?” “My God, Daddy, what do you want me to do, give you all the details?” Amy blurted out in frustration.
