That all happened too fast. It was over too quick.”“Okay,” I quickly agreed. “You had a dynamite orgasm.”She rubbed her pussy once and leane... back. “Oh yeah, that was so good. I had a couple of little ones, like normal ones, but I never had one like that before. It literally blew my mind!”My cock was getting hard again, with Chrissy nude and her finger touching her pussy every thirty seconds, it was impossible to keep it relaxed. “Your boobs are beautiful,” I remarked.That drew a shoulder punch. .. keep it in my pants,” I said.“Yeah. For now.” She shifted and the T-shirt she was wearing came up over her head and off. I was face-to-nipple with her perfect breast. I reached out to lick it softly. “Wait!” she commanded. I jerked back. “Your shirt, too. That was the deal.” It took a little more shifting and her help before I managed to get my shirt off. She had to help feed my arms through the sleeves and then get it over my head. I still couldn’t raise my arms that far. But once it was. "Got you thinking maybe you needed one?" Me?" I laughed then. "No! Of course not. I'm always good, you know that." Uh-huh," my dad nodded. "I haven't heard that since the last time you were writing a letter to Santa." Well, maybe I should write him another one." I snuggled a little bit closer, smelling my dad and closing my eyes. "Ask him for a pony maybe." Heh!" Daddy hugged me, his hand pressing against my hip just where it got soft and round and started turning into my ass. "I see now, okay.. But I tied my pajamas and said thank you, and she wiped her hands clean and got back to work. Before leaving she made me promise I won’t tell anyone about it – which I was not going to, anyway. As soon as she left I masturbated and relieved agony. The next day I stayed home to rest. When Bimla came to work, she locked the door behind her, and asked how my back was. I was fine by then, but I moaned and groaned and said it still hurt. She said she would put the balm on me again. After work.