She was still frightened of being caught by her mother rutting with her boyfriend on the sofa. He forced his tongue deeper into her throat, determined...to force himself on her and she relented, her body softened and she lay deeper into the cushion but she still did not feel like going any further. He moved his hand slowly from her waist to her bottom. It was large and soft and it felt like clay under silk cloth in his hands. Her body stiffened and she moved closer towards him as he took his hand. I lifted my free leg onto the arm of the sofa, over dad's head, if he should open his eyes, he would see me as a woman and not his daughter, a fact that had a strange excitement in me, somehow masturbating in his sleeping presence held me on the edge, feeling my wet vagina around my inserted fingers and looking at dad's hard and swollen cock, suddenly made sense if they were as one.I moved to the front of the sofa, my eyes on dad's face as he slept blissfully unaware of my closeness, now I was. More

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