Brady watches her go, then swivels his eyes toward his father. Porn It had started with swimsuits going from frilly ruffles, to sleek one-pieces, to two scraps of clingy fabric. It had only gotten better when she’d gotten in the water, the blue going almost translucent, and Doug had smirked as Brady swore softly and came. And she-you know how she’s always been about sucking on things.”
“Sucked on her fingers until she was ten,” Doug says, voice low and rough. It had started with swimsuits going from frilly ruffles, to sleek one-pieces, to two scraps of clingy fabric. “About a year ago,” is what Doug says. “We’ve gotta catch you up.”
He’s knows his daughter has had alcohol before, but three beers in has her leaning tipsily against his chest and slurring her words.
