I wasn't horny at the time, but sitting straddling Dad's leg was rather quite "pleasant" in an unintended way. I wasn’t really paying it much attent...on or doing anything about it. After a while, however, I could feel my lips starting to tingle and my clit perk up under my tights. Only mildly awkward... So glad I wasn't a boy or it would be totally obvious!I tried to put it out of my mind and concentrate on the First Fleet, but every small movement of his leg and shift in my body as we leant. I told,” I need to check” and asked her to keep her hand up and move her legs to a V shape.I came behind her and touched her navel first, she got scared and asked what was I doing. I told her,”if you speak a single word also I will call the police. You must be silent till I check you fully.”She started crying and I told her,” I should not listen to any sounds”. She was silent but crying. I moved my hands from navel to hips keeping my head near to her cheeks. I moved around and slowly moved to. It’s almost provocative. God, is she hitting on me? “You’re funny,” she says while she straightens back up.“Thanks,” I mutter. This is officially thirty seconds longer than I want any conversation with a stranger to go.“Want anything else? Coffee on an empty stomach can kill your insides.”“No, I’m fine. I’m waiting for a friend,” I say. Something in her wilts. Damn, I think she was hitting on me.“Alright, well if you need anything, I’m June,” she offers her hand out to me, and I shake it.“Nice. This was like nothing she had ever experienced before; her body moved in a timeless dance all of its own accord, writhing against his and seeking satisfaction from the nameless desire that had besieged them both.He kissed her neck tenderly as she felt the first prelude to her orgasm flutter deep inside. One final thrust pushed her over the shining precipice and she pulled the edge of the pillow against her mouth in a belated attempt to smother her cries."I can't hold on any longer," she heard.