Long after any normal father/daughter hug would've ended, Frank kept holding onto his portly daughter. She pressed her face against his shoulder and kept up the pressure of her big melons against his body. He kept stroking her hair with one hand while the other rested low on her back, just above where the swell of her ass began. She would've been mortified to hug any other man while she was so rumpled and sweaty, but Sandi felt warm and so damp in her panties now. If her father had stuck his hand down inside them just then she wouldn't have made a move to stop him. In her daddy's arms she felt safe and beautiful. She didn't care if it was supposed to be that way or not.
Sandi's nipples were hard and aching with sensation, but they were firmly squished into her father's body. She was surprised at how firm and solid he felt. He'd always kept in good shape, but she could now tell he was in much better shape than Norman despite being twenty years older at forty-six. That made her proud of her handsome dad but it made her feel embarrassed about her weight at the same time. How could he ever be proud of her the same way she was proud of him?
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