Please.” she moved to her back and curved a naughty finger in a “come hither” motion. He kissed her legs and up here thighs, wanting and needin... each soft touch of her skin. He paused at her pussy and took a few long soft strokes to heighten her pleasure. She smiled and squirmed beneath his touch. “More….” she pleaded, as he went to release her. “Where are your manners, Love?” he grinned. “Please….” she whispered. “Good girl.” he whispered back. He leaned in for more licks of her slick clit.. It was all a bit of a light headed blur. I do remember the electricity that shot through my body when he touched my leg. I could feel my cock, aching and throbbing now, straining against my jeans. My nervousness melting away, cock lust and curiousity taking over, I reached over and caresses his crotch. I could feel his glorious hard dick through his sweat pants. Stiff and pointing straight up, I knew immediately that I loved cock. Just stroking it through his pants, I knew. His manhood felt. This was Christmas morning so I acted differently.I jumped on the bed and started bouncing. "Ashlee! Wake up!! It's Christmas!" Bounce Bounce Bounce!! "Come on sleepy head, Christmas!"Grumble groan, "Go away let me sleep." Come on honey don't let Christmas pass you by." I dropped down next to her, and started pulling the covers off of her. I got them down to her waist when she got a chill and moved to be back under the covers moving back down the bed. I moved the covers more, she moved more. I. I was not the nice “Ma” she thought I was. I flipped her on her stomach and got on top of her. She tried to struggle but my weight kept her pinned. I pulled my jeans down and let my hungry cock out to play, my eyes were fixed on my daughter’s exposed white ass. I spit on my shaft and lined it up with my little girl’s tight pucker. Her cries were louder and her shaking was much more frantic, but I am getting what I want. She suddenly when still when pushed my tip through, only letting a small.