I was getting more addicted to him. After saying bye to Adam, I put down my phone on the bed and headed to the bathroom. In the shower when I again th...ught about Adam’s dirty dream about me, I felt my pussy getting wet. I wondered how Adam would have fucked me in his dreams last night. I slid my fingers in my wet pussy and I wanted to masturbate and make my pussy cum, but I realized that I was getting late for work. I quickly took a shower and came out of the bathroom. After putting on a pink. . let's see" thought for a moment, I speak slowly, "maybe because your mother wants you to... and you know, you could make her really happy?" I shrug, "or because she has the signature on the credit card." I add like an afterthought, knowing it's one of the few things you get conscious about.That got Santiago quiet. I shift awkwardly and look away. Busying myself with notes I placed on the piano top and just about anything else close enough... I look and notice how wantonly my nipples were. “Am I doing this right, Dad? Does it feel alright to you?”This was torture. He LOVED what she was doing, but desperately needed her to stop jerking off his penis. “I… Oh!… Baby girl…Please… Oh!”“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’, Dad,” Becky giggled. His skin was so soft, yet underneath was as hard as stone. It pulsed in her hand, a thrilling reminder that it was alive beneath her ministrations.Bill still laid on his side, not believing this was happening. His own sweet daughter was jerking him off! It. She looked down and played with the hemming at the front. Drawing it down then pressing her breasts together from the sides with smooth slender arms. Her eyes then darted at me and I exhaled…’I guess I hadn’t been breathing’… I began to squirm around, trying to conceal my growing erection. She smiled as her graze switched to my crotch. It’s then I decided not try and conceal it, so I spread my legs, leaned back and let it bulge along my leg. I watched as her chest heaved in the sight of it.