From her hip, I slowly inch toward her mound, my heart beginning to beat more deeply as I anticipate the feeling that my fingers are about to read. He... legs part slightly and I feel her heat as I reach her treasure. I know what she likes and tonight I do my best to strum her lips with gentle fingers, just grazing until her hips rise to meet a firmer touch. Her left leg flexes as she can feel my hardness begin to throb against it. I slowly lower my lips to her shoulder and take my first taste of. This wasn’t unusual, we were very open at home too.I dressed quickly and looked at myself in the mirror. I smiled, I looked a million dollars. “Thanks so much Dad, it’s gorgeous” I said, giving him another kiss. “My little girl all grown up, you’re beautiful darling”. We went down for dinner. I could feel heads turning and looking at us both. My Dad was very good looking too, and really didn’t look his age of 45. The dinner was delectable, with very nice wine too. By the time we’d finished I. The taste was different which I never had; it was probably like wine mixed-up with rum and tequila. The more I drank madder I became, by this time love for this other woman replaced all my lust. She tried to be silent and what would in normal scenario be moaning was sounding like groan, but I knew she was enjoying it. Putting hands on my hairs and stroking them gently soon started pushing my head towards her pussy. I started tongue fucking her and she was moving her body from left to right,. He entered the holy of holies.“Hi, Maurice,” he said as Maurice extended his hand for shaking.“Please sit down, John,” Maurice was smiling broadly, indicating the padded chair opposite his desk. John nodded and sat.“Congratulations on a job excellently done in Holland; the Board have asked me to pass on their appreciation to you, both of your early prediction which alerted us, and your handling of a very edgy situation. We are already seeing big improvements, so well done.” Maurice paused as if.