Daddy continues his light grazing touch along your other arm. Then his cool wet finger moves across the gentle swell of the top of your breasts. He ...lowly moves along the inside swell, then the outside swell, skirting the edge of the fabric of your bikini top. You continue to groan quietly as his touch continues to excite you. He pulls his hand a way and then fishes an ice cube from his drink. You look up at him, a bit apprehensive over his next move. His hand without the ice cube, reaches. Her legs were on the verge of giving way as he effortlessly lifted her up and balanced her on the top slat of the stall. She gasped, covering her mouth with her hand, as he masterfully fondled her neck, shoulders and breasts, yet remained uncommonly still obviously enjoying his touch."No…no one was ever touched me like that before," she spoke hesitantly. "My boyfriend has groped me, but….not like you did. It felt…so nice and gentle." She seemed to push her chest out a bit more, and Dad. Well! Role-playing has never seemed to hold much interest for me before, but this sure was fun. It has definitely led each of us to one of our better orgasms in recent memory.A couple of nights later, after we've taken care of the kids and the dishes for the night, Cheryl asks, "Hon, I think I left my phone in the car when I got the groceries earlier. Can you go get it?"I go out to the car and grab her phone. Huh? I come back to the door of the house to find it locked.What the eff? I don't. “On the other hand, I can think of a situation where some guy I’ve met suggests some kind of special weekend for some unique event. I might like to go, and yet there’s nothing dangerously romantic about it. I could imagine a trip to New York for some unique performance, just to create one scenario.”I said, “We should maybe talk about what it is ahead of time. I wouldn’t object to evenings or overnights, those are arousing. As a steady diet, they become dangerous.”Gin said, “Unless we’re in the.