she replied almost instantly. 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! the more forbidden, the better they made me cum. Some were excellent… I could just picture her beautiful, impish little smirk as she typed that, laying in her bed just down the hall. And, more to the point, just like Astrid, too; my own teenage daughter, who at that very moment was laying in her bed just down the hall! She was a redhead, and skinny, with pale skin, a cute little ass, and full, perky tits… exactly my type, just like my ex-wife. I could hardly believe it! Success! Fingers crossed, I clicked the button to send—the die was now cast. Or nearly so, at least. But it was only as I scanned her bio that I truly gasped; it said she was from the same tiny town of only two thousand people as I was! down to the basement I went, rooting around in my tools until I found where I’d last left my tape measure.
