..sampling his own essence, tasting himself without hesitation or reservation.I watched this process for several minutes, or maybe it was an hour--tim... seemed to be suspended. My nipples were fully erect now, and the blood that fed them also engorged my breasts, which swell perceptibly when I am aroused. My short cutoffs were still wet, but I could feel my juices flowing liberally. My clit was hardening, emerging from its fleshy sheath and each small movement I made rubbed it against the rough. Jab mene kaha ke mein jo karne aaya hu woh karna suru karu? Toh woh hasne lage aur mene uska hath pakad kar apne lun par rakh diya. Aur woh lun ko sehlane lagi mera lund khada tha aur mene apna lun zip khol kar bahar nikal liya toh dekh kar dar si geyi aur kehne lagi yeh toh bhut bada hai toh mene kaha ke jese tumare pass bade boobs hai wese hi mere pass bada lun hai toh woh hassne lagi, Fir mene use mera lun muh mein lene ko kaha phehle toh woh naa naa karti rahi fir maan geyi aur mera lun muh. One time I guess my obsession with their touching was too obvious; Matt squeezed my hand and I awoke from my stare to see him looking at me in an odd, yet knowing way. What's worse - I pulled away from Matt after our double-dates. Of course, he questioned me about it, and I never had an answer for him. One night I was a Matt's when I received a text from Cassie. Matt and I were about to go upstairs and make love. "Oh, no," I said, frowning at my phone."What? What's wrong," Matt asked moving. " I said."Ok." she said chirpily settling into her chair."Well go and do something. I can't think straight with you showi ... sitting there like that." Ok daddy. I have some homework to do. I will be in my room."The word 'homework' brought a picture of Mary in her school uniform to my mind and my cock got even harder. I paced up and down the kitchen, I walked through the garden I did everything I could to convince myself that it was wrong and that I would be able to resist my daughters young.