His body pressing into mine,I can feel his cock growing against me.He turns me around and unzips my dress,letting it fall to the floor. He takes off h...s pants and shirt and leads me over to the bed and lays me down. He continues to caress my body,telling me how Uncle Henry would always brag about how good I was. I reach down with my hand and start stroking his raging hard on.We continue to make out some more,when I slide down and take his erect cock into my mouth. He and Uncle Henry are. Before I dropped her off at home she got real quit and strange. As soon as I parked the car she slid over and started kissing me, passionately and desperately. I responded immediately. As soon as I got my hand under her shirt she moaned, whispered "no" and immediately sat up. She smiled, grabbed her bag, and hopped out of the car. We started doing this two or three times a week, and it ended the same frustrating way, until one night she asked me to come in. She lived with her Mom at the time,. ...At about 6-something I made my way to the bathroom; this time is optimal for moments like this since barely anyone is on the 5th floor, much less the bathrooms. I took my place in the stall nearest the back wall, slid my pants off, sat on the toilet, took out my bullet, and got to work. I got rid of whatever was in my system first, and then I switched on the bullet and placed it near my clit. The funny thing about trying to masturbate in a bathroom stall is trying to get into a comfortable. I sat down on the chair next to her bed and looked at her face. It was so beautiful and sexy with her green eyes and smirky smile. We held our gaze for at least thirty seconds eye to eye in silence. I really did not know what to say. It was Sydney who spoke next."Chris I know that dad loves me but I feel so confined here" She looked deeper into my eyes. "I feel so confined and I don't know what I want to be." I know it must be hard for you to be the daughter he wants you to be" I finally said..