Daddys secrets (3)

They pulled up to the front of the motel and Doug glanced over at Lily, giving her the opportunity to back out. “Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, his deep voice flowing with desire. “I’m more than sure,” Lily replied, grinning at Doug. Doug nodded, his eyes lit up with excitement. “I’ll go book us into a room,” he said. “You just wait here. I’ll be right back.” Doug opened the driver’s side door and disappeared into the front office of the red brick motel. Lily sighed deeply, her mind racing. Would she know what to do? Would she make a fool of herself? Would it hurt? She remembered her earlier conversation with Rachel and how she had told Lily that it hadn’t hurt much at all, in fact she said it had felt amazing. Lily picked her panties up from the floor of the car and folded them into a small square, placing them into the pocket of her skirt. She waited anxiously for Doug. It felt like forever before he appeared at the front door of the motel office, a shiny gold key in hi