Chapter 956 Inches From My Pussy:>Ep3

• The next day I was doing squats with dumbells. Dad got behind me to correct my form. "It looks like you're favoring your left leg a little bit, honey. Did you hurt it?"
• I had twisted my ankle during an early-morning jog, but it wasn't serious. I talked it up though, so that Daddy would stay behind me, his hands on my hips as I did my squats. I was wearing short spandex shorts and an athletic bra. It was Friday. Mom would be back on Sunday, and I'd be heading back to school.
• I had to do something. I leaned back, falling into his body. His arms caught me and I wiggled my ass against his crotch. He kept holding me, breathing into my hair. He was hard. He didn't let go of me. I rubbed my ass against his hard-on, which was behind sweat pants that weren't very confining.