My voice was different too. The next month I noticed my nipples were getting sensitive and my breasts were starting to grow. I started to wear baggy c...othes which Lisa hated and believe me she mentioned it a a lot.It was winter now so baggy clothes and winter jackets were the norm.I went to Lisa's place one day to talk and hang out, watch a movie that sort of thing. She opened the door invited me in, I took my jacket off and when I looked up at her she was just standing there with her mouth. But of course, she didn't say anything; she only sat with her knees tightly together and her hands clenched, trembling.Her kids--out in town somewhere on this summer day. Her husband--gone to buy something for the car. Yes; the house was clear--at least her house was, but what about Chuck's? It must be, she thought dazedly, or he wouldn't be trotting over here now.She turned as feet banged on the stairway, her breath catching in her throat, her heart beating out of control. Chuck loved her,. .......well that's how I see it anyway.With her bikini on and her hair loose like right now, mmm mmm mm, you could eat her up. Yeah, that thought has crossed my mind. She does have her mothers build and a nice set of boobs already. She finally eased her hug and pulled back to look at me, her face had a look of wonder and apprehension, "Daddy, do you love me", she asked."OHHH, of course I do sweetheart", I said as I pulled her over to the chair with me. I sat down and she hopped onto my lap and. There was a tiny protest from Sadna that she was supposed to be pleasuring me, but that quickly stopped when I closed my mouth over her puckering nipple. Protests turned to whimper, whimpers to gasps, and gasps to screams as I forced her orgasm without even touching her pussy. Now you might ask, where were her fingers while I pleasured her left breast? Well, my dear, those wonderful fingers were inside me probing and forcing me to keep licking her tit. Pleasure her I did, for I didn’t stop.