More Sweet Peach
Tia’s graduation gift keeps giving.
The fly crawled along the ceiling, reaching the light fixture, and stopped to look down at me. I thought I could see him smile with appreciation for Tia’s nude young body. With a nod, he flew away, out the open door, and disappeared into the hallway. I rolled onto my side and looked at my beautiful young daughter, now a grown seventeen-year-old woman, and took in the sight before me. Her blonde hair covering one shoulder,...