I felt as if my Dad was purposely teasing me as his hand slowly ran down my thigh edging gently towards my now very hot wet little honey pot, his wonderful mouth still teasing and sucking on my nipples while his fingers explored every inch of my pussy before slipping one deep into the depths of me. My two previous stories were based on true life experiences (much to some controversial comments). xxx sex I felt hands massaging my breasts gently squeezing and pinching my nipples, my little sleep shirt was lifted above my breasts and I don’t know if it was the cool night air or the wonderful manipulation of my nipples that was making them stand so hard and geez they felt so wonderfully sensitive – I desperately tried to control my breathing, pretending I was still fast asleep, as I very slightly opened my eyes just in time to see my Dad lower his face and take my nipple into his mouth while his free hand slowly snaked its way down to my now very wet pussy (I don’t sleep with any underwear on), his hand stopping as if in shock to find no barrier of clothing. I ran my hands over my body, pinching my nipple while running my other hand down to my hot tingling little pussy sliding a finger into the soft velvet very wet depths, I’d been playing
