Knowing him, he will find some lame excuse for not going into the shower with you again. Just as I thought he's loosening up a bit. He's still so upti...ht sometimes. Don't take it so literally, but please try to get him to understand that we're really okay with it. Malcolm usually retracts back into his shell if he's embarrassed. But keep it to yourself that we're actually getting a kick out of their appreciative looks. There are some things that the two of them don't need to know. ;-)We should. ‘Dad?’ I whispered. As he turned I raised up on my tip-toes and kissed his cheek. ‘Thanks.’ Without removing his right hand from the doorknob he cupped my chin in his left hand and bent just slightly. His movement caused our lips to slide together and we exchanged a plantonic kiss. Through my slightly open eyelids Isaw his gaze travel to my cleavage and I couldn’t help but slip the tip of my tongue between his lips. ‘Uunnhh,’ he grunted softly as he ever so gently sucked my tongue just a bit. Her clit was hard, swollen and ready, and the temptation to play with it was overwhelming, but I resisted – and when I did, when I passed it by and ran my fingers through her wet, matted thatch of curls instead and then moved upwards instead of down, she groaned in frustration. “God! You’re driving me crazy!” She was breathing heavily, almost panting. “I can always stop if I’m bothering you…” “Stop saying that and get on with it! Why are you so mean? God, I feel like I’m about to explode!” “Oh. She was, she somehow knew, from the mountains, not the plains, not the forests.She remembered there had been a wagon – part covered, so they must have been travelling, but where from, where to, she did not know.They had left the forest that morning.Nemi was asleep in the back. The wagon rocked her gently, and Nemi always slept well when it did that.Drowsily she looked up through the front of the wagon. The patch of sky she could see was so blue it almost hurt her eyes to look at it.Nemi closed.