She looked at me and then lifted her head bringing her lips to mine and kissed me again the same way, the feeling behind it felt very different than just fatherly kiss good night, we could both sense the lustful urges behind it. The next night I thought about it and what I might do, what might happen and battled with the should and should-nots all the way up to the point that I quietly reached her doorway once again and began to peak through the door left open a crack. Black porn My heart jumped a beat to see her again in bed obviously touching herself masturbating under the sheet squirming and breathing heavy, I paused for a minute, or so to watch. She kisses me again with her open mouth and tongue, but stops herself “wait, no, we shouldn’t be doing this” I respond without moving away, “no we probably shouldn’t,” but she does it again and I reciprocate, yet again she pauses and says “no Dad we should stop,” I reluctantly respond with “yes,” we repeat the same type of worthless suggestions & responses between kisses a
