"Are your parents still living in Dunmurry?Molly gave him a funny look and took a long, deep sip of beer before she responded."They are used to the co...ntry life now, Danny, and my mum is in all the clubs just like the Queen of the manor and in control of her life and everything around her. I think it is something she needed desperately after life in Belfast."He noticed she didn't mention her father and that struck him as strange because she had the air of a typical "Daddy's Girl" and Danny. Quietly pulling up my skirt, I let my hands do their thing, repeating the same actions that had worked in the morning. My sister who was lying next to me shuffled and turned but was deep in sleep. I raised my knees, bringing my heels to my bare bottom as I felt a slight cool breeze touch me gently. I was soaking wet in anticipation and had to do it slowly lest the squishing sounds be heard by everybody. Despite an hour's worth of trying and fantasizing about acts involving all the three boys. I didn't know if I'd ever stop being embarrassed at the events of that Friday night.However, if she was "creeped out" by her dirty old dad, she sure didn't act like it. She continued to wear short-shorts, crop tops, and miniskirts around me. She never hesitated to lie on the floor in the TV room in front of me, and she showed little concern as to whether her panties were peeking out. Apparently she had no fear that the father who perved over her friend might perv over her, too. Thank goodness.. We kissed each other passionately for another ten minutes. He removed my shirt; tossed it in the air and started eating my tits. He bit my teats with his lips and teeth. He moved down and rolled his tongue in my deep belly button. “Ooh God” I knew papa was too good with his delicacies. He put his hands in my shorts and started teasing my clit. I felt my pussy getting moist. Without further delay, he removed my shorts and threw them in the upper window pane, visible from the outside. He rolled.