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Ginny - 3
by Brody (no address provided)

***

In part three, after a nerdy high school boy suddenly 
scores but his family moves. Little does he know that 
he actually became a dad! Years later his high school 
sweet heart finds him and he reconnects with her and 
their daughter. (Mf, ped, oral, rom)

***

PART 3

Chapter 6

Those were the idyllic days. We explored each other's 
bodies for hours at a time. We played with each other 
and touched each other and pleasured each other. I 
purposed to keep real sex out of the question for the 
time being. 

Ginny was a little miffed at first, but I told her to 
trust me on that. "You're not quite mature enough down 
there to handle things properly."

But I think all the pleasure that I was giving her 
more than made up for the lack of a cock in her cunt. 
At least for the moment. I also figured out new ways 
of getting my rocks off--not just having her suck and 
lick me. Sometimes she would lay on her back and we 
would simulate the missionary position. A thick 
coating of K-Y jelly in her pussy crack and my dick 
sliding back and forth along the length of that 
luscious slit. It gave her a lot of pleasure too as 
seen by the several orgasms that coursed through her 
frame as I shot my load onto her belly. 

Another way we simulated sex was having her on her 
tummy and I ran my dick through her K-Y slickened ass 
crack. She liked that when I would reach around and 
stimulate her little tits.

And generally we held to my rule of only on non-school 
nights. Of course that meant that Christmas break was 
a free-for-all of wall-to-wall pleasuring! Ginny grew 
a few more pussy hairs to make a small, short tuft at 
the top of her pussy mound and a few scraggly dark 
wiry hairs adorned the margins of her pussy lips. At 
first she was a little awkward about sprouting hair; 
then, once I said I thought it was cute, she was proud 
of each new addition.

Things went along very well. Until March. Jamie's mom 
would call occasionally--like for Ginny's birthday or 
Christmas--but I happened to be home in late March 
(Cesar Chavez holiday in California) and was in the 
kitchen when Ginny picked up the phone. I was 
surprised to hear that it was her grandma but was 
really concerned as I saw Ginny's face go from a "Oh, 
hi grandma" to concern to "waving the phone at me to 
take it!"

As I grabbed the phone from Ginny and said, "Hello? 
What's up?" I heard her say "you have to be honest 
with me and tell me what's going on."

She suddenly switched gears when she heard my voice. 
"Where'd Ginny go?"

"Mrs. Grant. I don't know what you were saying but I 
have never seen Ginny react in a stranger fashion to a 
phone conversation."

"It's because it's true then. Right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Listen. You destroyed my daughter. I'll be damned if 
I let you destroy my grand-daughter!"

"Good day, ma'am." And I hung up.

Ginny ran to me and grabbed me. "She thinks that 
you've been molesting me."

"Where'd she get that idea?" I asked. 

"She didn't say. I was so weirded out by what she was 
saying, I couldn't think straight."

"Oh, Ginny. Remember how I said to trust me?"

She nodded.

"I'm very glad now that we never had real sex. If your 
grandma gets it into her head to peruse this, we'd be 
in a world of problems if I had popped your cherry."

"Do you think that...." her voice trailed off.

"I have no idea what she'll do. But we have to be 
prepared in case she accuse me of something."

We didn't have to wait too long. By the second week in 
April, I was called out of work, arrested and Ginny 
was placed in a temporary foster home. By the end of 
that week I was out on bail and Ginny was back east 
with her grandma. I hired a lawyer and told him that 
this accusation was out of the blue and that I thought 
that it was just bad blood--Jamie's mom taking revenge 
on me for making her daughter pregnant. My computer 
came back clean and there was nothing that they found 
in my apartment that was incriminating.

After the long agonizingly slow months of "discover," 
my lawyer finally told me that a medical examination 
of Ginny had revealed no sexual activity and an intact 
hymen.

"Then why can't they drop charges and return Ginny?" I 
asked in frustration.

"I think that's coming," he replied. "But it takes 
time. And I'm going to get ready to set in motion a 
defamation of character law suit as soon as that 
happens."

"How long are we talking about?"

"Maybe 8 months to a year," he replied. "We are 
talking about parties in two states."

It actually took 16 months before the charges we 
dismissed. My lawyer immediately filed a lawsuit 
against Jamie's mom and at the same time petitioned 
the court to have all the charges expunged from my 
record due to the malicious nature of the accusation.

Three months after that Ginny was removed from her 
grandma's home and I was given full custody and rights 
of my adoptive daughter. (The courts still did not 
recognize that I was Ginny's birth father since it was 
missing information from the birth certificate.) So 
now, instead of a 12 year old, I met a nearly 14 year 
old at the airport. It was one month shy of her 14th 
birthday. 

I hadn't seen her since she was removed from my house 
19 months before. She *had* texted me on borrowed cell 
phones occasionally or sneaked a quick call to my 
phone just to say "Hello and I love you and I miss 
you!" Nothing more. Neither of us wanted to give any 
ammunition to her grandma's claim. It was about four 
months after that that there was an out-of-court 
settlement that gave me and Ginny some money and the 
legal requirement that her grandma never, ever contact 
us again.

Ginny met me at the airport running then flying into 
my arms. I hardly recognized her. She left as a 
scrawny 12 year old--nearly flat chested, no hips and 
kind of short (she was not quite five foot tall then). 
But here was this beautiful five foot four young 
woman. Her eyes were misty with tears of joy, her 
lips--oh, how I had missed those lips--were full and 
quickly planted themselves on my face and cheek and 
neck and any other exposed bodily surface. Her hair 
was very long--nearly to the small of her back. 

I felt her breasts push into my ribs as she hugged me 
tightly. "Tits! Oh where'd those things come from!" I 
thought to myself as I finally returned her hug and 
cautiously allow my hands to play over her back. I 
glanced down and noticed her backside. She had a 
small, but distinctly womanly rump. I touched her butt 
briefly. I wanted to squeeze it and fondle it, but I 
quickly let go and just held her close to me. 

She was crying happy tears. "Daddy! I thought that 
they'd take you from me forever."

"It's over, Ginny," I whispered. "We're back 
together."

She continued to hold me in a tight embrace for 
another eight or ten minutes. I felt a little awkward 
given the public nature of our location and how I had 
just been accused, but dang it! this was my daughter 
and it was my honor and duty to protect her and make 
her feel better! Of course, it didn't help that I 
hadn't had any sex except little dates with my own 
hand since Ginny was taken from me. No one I knew 
wanted to be mixed up with a guy accused of raping a 
little girl. Nor did I want to show up on anybody's 
radar--I just wanted the story to go away. But now, my 
daughter was back and I was recalling vividly how she 
had offered herself to me and how we thrilled at each 
other's touch.

She sat as close as possible to me on the ride home. 
She declined a trip to her favorite restaurant in 
favor of just getting home. "I don't want to be in 
public with you," she whispered. "I want to be alone 
with you!"

"I understand," I said, giving her a hug with one arm. 
"But we still gotta play it cool. Too many people are 
watching."

"I know," she sighed. "Besides I've started my 
period."

"Well, that puts things a little differently, doesn't 
it?" I hugged her again and added, "I bet you have a 
number of little differences that you could tell me 
about."

"And show you," she laughed. "I got hair down there."

I nodded and smiled. My dick stirred in my pants.

We were quiet for a long while before she suddenly 
said, "Why'd grandma go and do that to us anyway?"

"Weird vengeance, I guess. She never liked me and the 
fact I got your mom pregnant and then moved away."

"But that wasn't your fault."

"Nevertheless," I continued, "Since I wasn't there, it 
allowed hate and a big grudge to fester. But that's 
behind us now."

She was quite for a while. "You know I'm on the pill 
now?"

"Really?"

"Partly to spite grandma. She thinks that I'm a slut 
so I made sure to let her know that I'm on the pill." 
She was silent for a few moments as she made a fist 
and thought about Jamie's mom. "But the other reason 
is that eventually, I'm gonna have some man put his 
pecker in my pussy and I want to be prepared."

I squeezed her leg and smiled.

"So how are we going to continue loving each other."

"Carefully, cautiously, quietly," I answered.

"I so want to touch you, Daddy," she said, running her 
hands over my chest and groin. "And I missed your 
touch so much!"

"You don't know the half of it," I groaned as I 
quickly corrected for the near sudden lane change 
cause by her touch. "But let's go slowly. I want to 
make sure that no one's spying on us."

I suppose that her grandma had made me even more 
paranoid than ever.

She leaned her head on my shoulder and whispered, "As 
long as I have you next to me and I can hold you in my 
arms, I will be happy."

We did sleep together that night. Clothed. I didn't 
want to explore her nether region in the midst of her 
period. Turns out her breasts became tender during 
that time of the month too, so just light touching and 
gently holding was about all we could do. We started 
the night embracing each other face to face, then by 
the middle of the night she rolled over and I snuggled 
into her with my dick actively excited about its home 
in her butt crack. My hands enfolded around her tits. 
Oh, they were gloriously fleshy handfuls now! I was 
semi-awake and gently pumping my hard dick back and 
forth across her panty-covered ass. I pulled my shorts 
down to expose my rod. She started humping back at me 
as my hands fondled her tits. 

She moaned. 

I whispered, "I love you" into her ear then kissed her 
neck. I found her earlobe and began sucking on it.

"Daddy, dry hump me through my panties." Her voice was 
husky.

She rolled over and I crawled on top. It felt good to 
feel her arms and legs entwined around me again. I 
rubbed my bare cock along the furrow of her panty-
covered pussy. There was no panty liner there so I 
assumed she used a tampon. She pulled me against her 
at the same time she bucked her hips up to meet mine. 
I did my best to keep up with her frantic rhythm. Her 
hands began kneading my shoulders so I leaned forward 
and took one of her nipples in my mouth. That did it. 

Not even thirty seconds later she gasped, went rigid 
then pulled me even more tightly against her body. I 
kept rubbing my dick across her cotton panties knowing 
that I was just a few short strokes away from a 
powerful release. I was not disappointed. Cum spurted 
out as I grunted.

Ginny felt me cum and exclaimed, "Oh, Daddy, Daddy!" 
And rubbed my hair again and again.

I lay in her embrace for several more minutes as my 
dick went limp. I relished the feel of her small 
breasts poking up into my ribs. They couldn't have 
been much more than a pair of oranges in size, but oh, 
so delightful!

She spoke first, breaking the silence. "I cum so 
easily when you're touching me."

"It's been too long, Ginny. Welcome home!"

After kissing my lips gently for a minute or so she 
suddenly said, "We're going to have to take this to 
the next level sometime, aren't we?"

"You mean, real sex?" I asked.

"Make me a woman sort of sex. Yes!" She giggled. I 
loved her giggles. I had missed hearing her happy 
laughs and innocent remarks. I also missed her 
lovingly giving herself to me as her way of helping 
her mamma.

"Ginny. Next month is your birthday. And right after 
that is Christmas. What do you say I give it to you as 
a big present?"

"Oh, yes!" she almost shrieked. "For Christmas! Gotta 
be for Christmas 'cause we'll be giving each other 
something very special."

Suddenly, I was looking forward to Christmas like a 
little boy again!


Chapter 7

My! how the days flew by till Christmas. Sometimes it 
seemed like they were going SLOW and Christmas would 
NEVER arrive; other times it was so unbelievable how 
fast time had gone and how much had already happened! 
Ginny arrived back in my life mid-November. 
Thanksgiving was a simple event--she insisted on 
organizing everything. She was very good in the 
kitchen as well as being efficient at carrying out 
school work and house chores. 

She was in ninth grade--high school--and seemed to fit 
right in. She told me that a couple of people 
remembered her from 7th grade. I was again very glad 
that the arrest & accusations did not make the news--
especially since that meant that Ginny did NOT have to 
fight that stigma with her return.

We made sure to follow the old schedule of school 
nights are non-sexual times. But the other days and 
nights: oo-la-la! On those evenings she would wear her 
terry cloth bath robe and fuzzy socks and nothing 
more. There is something so sensual about seeing woman 
flesh appearing out from underneath a bath robe. 
Especially her young woman flesh. I would often wear 
loose fitting sweat pants and a tee shirt, but ol Mr. 
Woody would be permanently excited. "It looks like 
he's erecting a huge tent," Ginny said pointing at my 
ballooning pants.

And indeed he was erecting a tent. A BIG tent for a 
whole lot of action! Just looking at her on those non-
school nights would make me stiff. Her tits were small 
handfuls capped by puffy nipples. Her right nipple was 
more puffy that her left. She was a bit embarrasses by 
that but I told her that it was cute--it gave reality 
to the beautiful picture that I saw in looking at her 
naked body each day. Her belly was toned and flat. I 
could see the tips of each hip just below the soft 
curve around her stomach. She still had a remnant of a 
tan that showed she had worn some form of a bikini; it 
formed a lighter triangle drawing attention down to 
her pubes. 

She had a dark triangle above her pussy and a light 
smattering of hair along its side, but it wasn't 
enough to hide the slit or keep her inviting pussy 
lips out of sight. Just standing there, her inner 
pussy lips protruded through her puffy outer lips 
forming a crinkly, lacy fringe. If she spread her 
legs, both sets of lips would open up and the top of 
her inner lips would become taut where it joined into 
her clitoral hood. Her hips were not boyish anymore, 
yet they were not wide. Likewise her ass had taken on 
a womanly rounding but was not full yet. If she 
retained her mother's figure, she would stay lithe, 
slim, petite and very alluring.

For her birthday in December, I gave her five orgasms 
in a row: I nibbled on her tits and ate her pussy and 
even had one finger in her ass. It was so incredibly 
hot that I almost spurted my love potion without her 
touching me! I pulled her pussy lips apart and 
fingered her soft crevices. Her inner lips were extra 
red and excited by all the stimulation. I pulled them 
apart to reveal her vagina. A thrill went through my 
veins realizing that I would be inside that narrow 
tunnel in thirteen days! 

I pulled a little harder and spread the vaginal 
entrance to see her hymen--that small little membrane 
ring sitting just at the start of her love tunnel. It 
was still intact with one large opening at the top and 
several smaller perforations near the bottom. I could 
stick one finger in past that barrier; it went in up 
to my second knuckle. Gently I pressed upward against 
the wall of her vagina under her clitoris. I felt her 
press her hips upward toward the heal of my hand. I 
left my finger in her pussy and started sucking on her 
clitoris. 

My other hand found her ass crack and began working 
her juices into her anus. She had been holding my dick 
but suddenly let it go and grabbed my hips tightly. My 
finger slipped into her anus as I rubbed the wall of 
her vagina with my other finger. Her clit was caught 
in my mouth as I sucked and flicked it with my tongue. 
Her flavor was more womanly than before, but neither 
was it overly strong and musky--it seemed fresh and 
womanly. I felt her raise her head up as her legs 
clamped tightly together around my hands and head. Her 
face pressed into my groin and balls as she moaned. At 
the same time she actually squirted some pee--way 
different taste and consistency. I prefer pussy.

After she calmed down and rested from her workout, she 
put me on my back and massaged my chest and groin. I 
was so fired up that I actually came as soon as she 
started kissing my dick. 

She laughed and said, "Looks like someone's a little 
excited." Then she kept rubbing my dick so it never 
got soft, working my cum all over its length so I was 
slicked up from top to bottom.

"Now for some more fun," she whispered as she 
straddled me, positioning her pussy above my quivering 
rod.

She lowered herself till her pussy smashed into my 
dick, her pussy lips wrapping around its sides. 
Between her slickness and my goo, the result was a 
very slippery connection. Back and forth she wiggled 
and slid; up and down the length of my still rock-hard 
rod she rode. Her downward pressure was matched by 
upward thrusts. She was moaning quietly in rhythm with 
our humping. Even though I had just blown a load all 
over not five minutes before, I was close to coming 
again. 

She leaned over with her lips locking onto mine. Her 
breasts bore into my chest. I felt my jism rising. I 
knew she was getting close again too--her hands were 
stroking my hair in an increasingly frenzied fashion. 
I kept trying to prolong the experience until after 
she came, but that was becoming harder and harder. Her 
pussy was very wet and slippery--it was actually 
making noises as she slid back and forth: obscene 
noises like a dick plunging in and out of a wet pussy 
instead of just sliding back and forth. She was more 
fired up sexually than I had seen her before. That was 
part of why my dick never went limp. 

Suddenly she gasped and clutched me hard, driving her 
pussy hard into my cock. That was my signal. I grabbed 
a hold of her ass cheeks and held her firmly as I 
rapidly rubbed my rod back and forth across her 
sopping wet pussy lips. Release swept over me as 
several blasts erupted, plastering the space between 
us. 

She wiggled her hips and giggled. "That was so good, 
Daddy! Best birthday present ever!"

We embraced for ten or fifteen minutes more before we 
got up and cleaned up the cum-spattered mess. My dick 
was limp and worn out. We both fell asleep in minutes, 
nude and in each other's arms.

Interestingly enough, Ginny started her period that 
next day. Not that I like menstruation & things, but 
it did explain why she was so frisky and highly turned 
on sexually that night. It also meant that we would 
have little sexual touching until just before 
Christmas. Kinda would make the opening the Christmas 
presents a little more special.

Christmas morning arrived and Ginny was up before I 
was. That in itself was a bit unusual since she 
normally would have stayed in my bed. And if she DID 
wake up before me she would have then started to 
awaken me with kisses to my lips or my dick or 
gyrating her ass cheeks back and forth to cause my 
dick to arise.

When she did reappear, she had on her long robe, 
leggings and her fuzzy socks. "It's Christmas morning, 
Daddy!"

"I know, sweetheart, and I have a present for you!"

"Then go wrap it! I have my present wrapped for you."

Suddenly the lights went off in my head. *That's* why 
she put on clothes! Okay, I could play that game too.

"Okay, shoo then Let me get your present ready."

She giggled. "I'll be down by the tree!" Then she ran 
out of the room.

I put my robe on and then pulled on my sweat pants. My 
dick was mostly rigid, causing my pants to tent 
outward. "Well, if she wants it as a present," I 
thought to myself, "then let's wrap it up properly!"

So I pulled out some wrapping paper from the hall 
closet and wrapped my turgid dick up with paper, tape 
and a bow. I pulled my pants back up and tied the robe 
around. It felt weird, but I didn't care since I knew 
what was coming.

Down in the den, Ginny had the Christmas lights on and 
the tree all lit up. She had started the gas log 
fireplace and was sitting on the love seat by the 
tree. The den was the perfect place to to this too 
since there were only two windows high up on the north 
wall and they were covered with opaque drapes.

"Whatchya get me, Daddy?" she squeaked like a little 
girl.

"Something special. I don't think that you have one of 
these!"

"Ooooh, goodie!"

"Whatchya get me, Ginny?" I asked, playing along with 
her game.

"It's a pet," she whispered with a huge smile. "A very 
nice pet, cause I know how much you like furry little 
pets."

"Oooh!" I was my turn to act surprised. "Who goes 
first?"

"Oh, oh, oh! Pick me!"

"Okay, Ginny, you can go first."

"So where is my present, then, Daddy?"

I stepped closer and smiled.

"I'm liking it already," she said and she ran her 
hands over my robe. "Let's start taking this thing 
off."

She untied my robe and opened the front. She ran her 
hands across my chest and around my back as she kissed 
each of my nipples. My dick stirred and I started 
wondering if it was going to rip through the packaging 
that I tied it up in. She slipped my rob off and 
reached into my sweet pant to feel my buns. "I think 
I'm liking this already," she whispered into my ear 
and she playfully nibbled on my earlobe.

She pulled my pants down then shrieked with laughter 
at my manhood in a package! "Oh, that is perfect!" she 
said as she started removing bow and ribbon. She 
pulled the tape and only a couple of hairs were caught 
and then my rod was exposed in all of its turgid 
glory.

"For me?" she whispered. "How does it work?"

"I'll show you. But first I'd like to see my present."

She stood up and said, "Ta-da!"

"And I get to open this package now?"

"Completely!"

I untied her robe and opened the front. She wore red 
panties and a red bra. I do not remember seeing either 
before. I smiled. "So far, I'm liking it. Something 
new?"

She nodded, smiling broadly.

I slipped her robe off her shoulders and it fell 
crumpled around her feet. She now stood in front of me 
clad only in socks, leggings, panties and bra. She 
fairly vibrated in anticipation. I ran my hands over 
the soft skin of her stomach then around to her back. 
I cupped her ass cheeks in my hands and squeezed. 

I found the clasp of her bra and popped it open then 
off in a few swift movements. Her breast jutted out 
straight from her body, defying gravity and daring me 
to touch their delicious forbidden fruits. I yielded 
and ran first my fingers over the small half globe of 
her breasts then I used my whole hands, kneading and 
massaging her soft flesh. She whimpered and squeaked 
again in response.

"But there's more?" I asked as I hooked my fingers 
into the waist band of her panties and gently pulled 
down. I was only a little surprised when, instead of 
her pussy, I saw a large Christmas bow held in place 
by a thin, G-string panty. I smiled and worked her red 
panties down past her feet. I took her leggings off as 
the same time. She now wore only fuzzy socks and a G-
string panty with a large red bow attached to it.

"So is this the present?" I asked, touching her pubes 
through the G-string.

"Yes, I hope you'll like it."

"I'm sure I will," I whispered, hardly able to make a 
sound at all with my mouth so dry. "I understand it is 
a one-size-fits-all sort of gift?"

"Sorta. More like one size only fits you, sort of 
gift."

I nodded appreciatively. I'm sure she had her choice 
of young bucks at school, but she only had eyes for me 
and she only wanted my cock and she only wanted my 
cock to be with her pussy. Mutually monogamous. Sweet 
kid. And I had no desire to change that either.

I removed the bow and kissed her pussy through the G-
string. I could smell her nectar and feel the warmth 
of her love box. Keeping my face near her crotch, I 
pulled her G-string down to reveal her naked pussy 
standing there in front of me in its innocent 
splendor. The hairs along her pussy lips pointed 
inward toward the crack; the hairs along her pussy 
mound pointed downward toward her crack. All things 
pointed toward that hidden treasure.

I slipped the G-string all the way off and she leaned 
on my shoulders as she stepped out of them.

"This is the sweetest and most beautiful Christmas 
gift I have ever opened," I softly said.

"So, can I see how my present works?"

"I believe so. It's sort of one of those some assembly 
required kinda gifts, I chuckled. "You know, insert 
tab A into slot B."

"Then let's do it," she said huskily. "I am so ready 
for you, Daddy!"

I picked her up and laid her on my robe. She spread 
her legs wide and beckoned with her finger. "Just come 
on in, Daddy. I am so ready."

And ready she was. Her pussy glistened with her 
nectar. I knelt down between her legs, my shaft 
twitching excitedly, precum dripping from its tip. 

She grasped my tool and rubbed it back and forth 
across her waiting gash. "I can't believe that this is 
really going to happen!"

"Are you really ready?"

"Plunge it in me, Daddy. Make me your woman!"

I placed the tip at her pussy entrance and pressed 
forward. It slipped past her labia and rested right up 
against her hymen. I saw her face grimace.

"Do it quickly!" she said through clenched teeth.

I pressed hard, backed up and drove it forward. My 
dick slid quickly past her broken cherry and bottomed 
out with my balls slapping against her butt. I 
couldn't believe it! I held myself still, reveling in 
her warm tightness.

She grabbed her arms around my back and hugged me 
tightly. After maybe a minute she said in a low voice, 
"Oh, Daddy! Daddy! You're in me!" Her voice was thick 
with passion and desire.

I started sliding in and out. I was fucking her. My 
own daughter. My own 14 year old daughter! Oh, her 
pussy was so tight--if I had enjoyed all the sexual 
stimulation by her hand or ass or mouth or even outer 
pussy lips from before, that all suddenly paled in 
comparison. Suddenly my dick was ensconced within 
bliss itself. Each motion gently caressed my dick with 
a billion tender loving touches. Soon her hips were 
matching my rhythm. She seemed as anxious to slam her 
groin into mine as I was to slam my dick deeper into 
her loving pussy. I felt her hand between us as she 
fingered her clit. It was only a matter of moments 
now. My cum was threatening to erupt with nuclear 
firepower. I kept pumping my hips int and out.

Suddenly she gasped and her legs wrapped hard around 
mine. I gave into the feeling and wave after wave of 
pleasure washed over my body. My dick spasmed. It had 
been several years since I had cum inside a pussy. I 
had forgotten how glorious and wonderful it was. Wave 
after wave spasmed; glob after glob of cum shot out 
deep into her pussy. Every part of my body twitched or 
spasmed. Even my toes curled!

We stayed conjoined like that till my dick went limp 
and plopped out. Even then, Ginny was reluctant to let 
me move. That little fourteen year old daughter of 
mine was such a vixen! We made love four times on that 
Christmas day plus twice the next morning.

That was five years ago. She did finish high school 
and started a local college. And once she was 18, we 
moved, and began living as husband and wife. Now we 
don't have to limit it to non-school nights only. I'm 
in my mid-30s now and she's not quite 20. I think that 
Jamie would be quite proud of her daughter if she 
could see her. I know that I am!

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later time to see if there have been any updates to 
this story by the author.

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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