Slipping 3
A few weeks had passed since my daddy first made love to me. It had been an emotional rollercoaster. His moods had kept shifting, in the first few days he'd seemed brooding and terribly sad. There had been long talks, lots of tears from us both, but then gradually also lots of cuddles and kisses and dreamy smiles. It hadn't been easy, but after working through it all we seemed to have gotten to a good place. A comfortable atmosphere where it was still new and unfamiliar, but acceptable...