Where did you learn to massage like this?” he barely finished his sentence and her hands were back up his arms, rubbing his neck, inching her hands ...pward and now massaging his scalp. When she could feel him relaxing and submitting to her mesmerizing movements she let her hands slide down to his chest. Further down she traveled reaching his stomach and then down to his growing erection. She continued teasing him, never quite touching him, deftly moving her hands back to his chest and then back. “But when I do it makes me feel better, too. Like, right now. But I can stop if you want me too.” I go to put it back into my pants. He throws his hands into the air, “No!”“Why the excited, ‘No?’” I smirk jokingly.He shrugs his shoulders, “Because you don’t have to do things for me.”Then I take a leap and see where it gets me. “You can,” I draw out the “can” before saying quickly, “join me if you want.”He just looks at me with this shy face that looks extremely cute. And for the first. John and I stood there stroking our hard cocks as we watched you get teased and toyed with by Sarah and loved every second of it.I could see by this how wet you were and was looking forward to sliding in to your hot wet pussy. You were purring with pleasure at the attention from Sarah as we looked on enjoying the show. The door was closed but there were at least 6 people watching as she made you cum two or three times before we moved in. John grabbed her hair and kissed Sarah whose mouth was. As usual, my dad fell asleep holding me. It was my favorite but this time was different. His pelvis was thrusting into me pressing his bulge into my butt. He was humping me and it was turning me on so much. “Daddy?” I whispered, curious if he was actually still sleeping.He wasn't sleeping though. He simply thought he was dreaming and consented to every act that followed."I love touching you," My dad mumbled."Good because I love when you touch me," I whispered.I was enjoying this way too much.