She slept immediately after her orgasm, just like a small infant, so innocent and so angelic. I covered her nicely buttoned her maxi and concealed her...well with the blanket; i went washed up and cleaned myself and saw the time it was 5.15. I sat in the door and had a smoke and thought about what i did and what i am going to, i understood what my daughter felt for me and what she did. I could say it is love and willingness to do anything for her father, i always felt her care towards me and. He looked up as she entered and she caught her breath when she saw real hair on his chest through his half unbuttoned pyjama top, little rosettes of curls around his left nipple, and a longer mat of hair down the centre of his chest, his body glowing with warmth of the fire. He winked at her and smiled, and Marlene smiled back. They had got on well together as friends so far, and Marlene hoped there would no trouble taking the relationship to the next level.He offered a glass of wine after. We both respect each other a lot and she is very down to earth. Our friendship was very firm as we knew we do not hurt each other in any matter. we used to chat on whatsappalso.As the time passed we knew we have hots and liking for each other .Day by day without our conscience I started holding her hand and she never resisted. We used to talk about girls and bf and any random topic. we loved our company. Sometimes I used to put her dupatta on when she forget to wear it.Sometimes I used to. And she could feel his firm, demanding grasp on her tit. Her breathing became more labored as he continued fondling her and she could feel her legs getting weak. She had been thinking about her date all day and had already worked herself up in anticipation of what she hoped would happen. Her imagination now turned on her as her fantasy was coming true before her very eyes."I can smell your lust, my slut. I can feel how wet your pussy is. It is wet, isn't it?" Yess..." Tell me." My... pussy is.