#120865 - Then slowly he pulled back, then pushed back. Over the following few months I couldn’t get the thought of seeing dad’s hard penis out of my mind and I found myself rubbing my vagina as I lay in bed, most night’s. “I don’t know why you bother with her, your falling out at the drop of a hat” “I know dad, maybe this time I’ll not make up with her” I slid down the fireman’s pole and hugged dad, “What’s that for”? “I just felt like it, do you mind”? He didn’t answer, he just asked if I was hungry, minutes later he was making me a sandwich, as we ate I asked him if I could have my ears pierced, he agreed as long as mom was happy with me having it done, which I knew she would let me as I had already asked her.