She was moving her waist forward and backward to get my fingers in and out.Amy took down my pajama and held my 6inch dick tightly. I bite on her lips ...n return and made deep French kiss while we both played with each other’s genitals ;).I wanted to give Amy more. She deserved more than just kisses and fingering. Though surrounding wasn’t favorable, I didn’t want her to remember me just for this. She had heard from me how I had eaten my girlfriends and I was now sure she always fantasized about. I spread them on Michelle's bed, and waited for her to exit the bathroom. I thought some candles would help her relax, so deployed them on a table near her bed. I heard the water slosh again, and assumed Michelle was getting out of the tub. "Dad, Dad, can you come here?" She rarely called me "Dad," as I was her step-dad. I figured it was fairly serious. I went to the bathroom, and Michelle was standing outside the tub - holding her leg. "I can't walk on it" she declared. Now, understand, here. I don’t know why but in my horny porn-minded fif**n year old brain I just figured she’d be there naked waiting for me to get home and have sex again. She told be to sit and that we needed to have a talk.“Robert, when I look at you now, I see so much of your father. You have his build and his mannerisms. And you seem so much like him when I started to fall in love with him. I think subconsciously my brain recognized that and allowing you to touch me was like getting a little of him back. . It appeared that she liked the treatment she was getting.He continued by licking the wetness of her inner right thigh down to her knee and back up. He crossed over and did the same thing to her left thigh. She was pulling at his head with all of the strength she had, silently begging him to put his mouth on her wet pussy. She was driving her hips up to meet his licking, partially spreading her vaginal lips with each thrust. I had never seen her want sex so badly. I wished I was the one who was.