Without telling my best friend, I had repeated trysts with his daughter. Of course, our relationship was a secret. Her charming smile and young, firm butt were the best. "You're a naughty girl, having sex with your father's best friend at a love hotel without your father knowing," I thought, and had fun dressing her in the same uniform as my first love. In fact, my first love married my best friend. So my best friend's daughter is also my first love's daughter. My best friend couldn't make my first love happy...