Daddy Fucked My Ass At The Water Park

The indoor water park was a tropical dream under glass, palm trees and lazy rivers. My father Arthur had rented a private cabana for us. I wore a turquoise bikini, he wore board shorts and sunglasses. We floated side by side on the lazy river, our hands brushing under the water. Every wave pool bounce pushed me closer to him. By sunset, the cabana curtains were drawn and the water was the last thing on my mind.