I must have fallen asleep again myself, because the next thing I knew, Kevin was stretching and I could see the sun shining through the window. His ey...s were still shut, and he appeared to be unaware that I was lying next to him. I decided to play with him a little."Good morning, Kevin," I whispered in his ear. "How are you feeling?"All of a sudden, Kevin's eyes popped opened, and he saw me lying next to him. His eyes darted around the room, finally realizing that he wasn't home. With a. But as long as you’ll forgive me calling you Wendy from time to time – it’s a habit that could be hard to break.”“And ... I hate to break the mood, but ... what I’d like to do would be a lot more enjoyable if we cleaned our teeth and, um, relieved ourselves first.”“Okay, but before we do...” my hand found her breast, cupped, fondled and squeezed it. “Yep! Every bit as perfect as I remembered.”She giggled, and pressed her hand over mine, then quickly rolled over, unzipped her side of the bag and. Half a dozen women sewed the attire. Although my father was good man to work for, he ran the shop very strictly. For that reason, I did not realize that my father was very submissive to my mother until I was in my late teens. Since I grew up in our shop I was certainly not naive to the differences between men and women, and what went on between them. I had meet many men over the years, dated a few for extended periods, and even participated in some fairly heavy petting, but I had never "found. " Its not a flaming bath I need." I muttered.Dad must have heard me because he grinned, I squirmed a little on the bed to try and ease the heat of my pussy, my robe flapped apart without me realising it and my father drew in a sharp breath. Oblivious to the fact that I was displaying my body to him I saw him lick his lips then turn his eyes away from me, thinking I had offended him in some way I stood up which made my robe flap around me, but I didn't notice it."Dad," I said quietly as I.