A bit of cropping, cutting out my eyes and allowing just a hint of pubes but no actual cock, and I was ready. Only then, after I’d sent my message on its way, did I allow myself to finish getting myself off to her. but something about the way that story had been written, the way the mutual seduction between daddy and daughter had seemed so believable, made it impossible for me to imagine anyone else! You could hardly say I was a gym rat, but I’d always kept myself in shape, even more so since the divorce. but not in nearly the proportion as I’d expected to see based on experience from the rest of the internet. I sighed heavily, tossing and turning with worry and hope, visions of that amazing, sexy little body dancing through my mind as I fitfully drifted off to sleep. I went back to reading just as soon as I was done, and by the time I finished I was shockingly hard as a rock once more! women had always been more literary in their porn tastes, and men more visual.
