~Bruce
I could tell already that this girl was going to be the death of me. I quickly tucked my rock-hard b***r into the waistband of my boxer briefs, trying to catch my breath.
I smoothed down my shirt, patted my face down, and stepped out into the hallway toward Dalia's voice.
"Hey, baby," I said, putting on my best calm dad voice.
Dalia smiled and leaned in to hug me tight. "Hey, Dad."
Holding her, a heavy wave of guilt hit my chest. She was the exact same age as Kitty. By law, after this wedding, Kitty was supposed to be my daughter, too. I couldn't believe I was losing my mind over a twenty-year-old girl. But the way Kitty spoke to me, the way she looked at me—she was just so f*****g naughty.
All I could think about was pushing my whole c**k deep into her tight p***y until she
