Since my parents separation my father and I became closer, not as lovers, as some might like to think, but certainly not a healthy father and daughter...relationship, but more like an older man and teenage girl, experimenting in all aspects of sex, my perversions, if there is such a gene, then I inherited from him, and together, we explored it, each of us getting off on the other, but with other men doing the dirty deeds and daddy watching.'What's Dogging'?Daddy looked at me, his face lit up at. I pushed my face hard against her cheeks but had to allow my tongue to stick out to allow myself to breath, as my tongue touched her crack she started to struggle and push up at me which only resulted in her panties slipping down a bit further and now my tongue was lodged firmly against her little button arsehole. She pushed back hard to avoid being pinned but I wasn’t going to be beaten this time and maintained the pressure and positioning of my tongue and by widening her legs more was able to. One morning, I was sat in my usual place by the pool, when this girl surfaced out of the water and pulled herself out of the pool right in front of me. I had a very pleasant surprise when she climbed out of the pool as (I guess from the cold of the water) her nipples was rock-hard and had erected to a least an inch long. They were stunning.Despite the other lovely girls around, I found myself looking for this skinny girl and hoping she'd swim so I could admire those wonderful nipples. One. He kept his thick, black hair short in the back, but had an unruly lock that he often pushed back as it fell into his face. He wasn’t exceptionally tall, but his lean, hard body and confident posture gave one that impression. I remember thinking that he was cute when I knew him at school, I could not believe how incredibly good-looking he had become. About seven years earlier, I had a serious flirtation with this angular Russian while we were students at a prestigious international graduate.