No express promises had been exchanged. And she owed it to herself, to have this perhaps-final fling. What better way to gauge her truest feelings for...Dan than to take this final chance to compare him to her most recent past lover?The rationalizations abounded."Did you have any opportunity to look at my manuscript?" she said."I did. It was ... interesting. I was ... I had some difficulty, Susan, in detecting any form of ... symbolism at work. It was a straightforward, a very linear. .you're so...sobeautiful!..."My lacy mildly mounded bosom rose with a swell of giddy flattery that almost made my haze of happiness swoon."Thank you , daddy--and you're so, so handsome!" I added as demurely as my lowered eyelashes as Janie's mom suggested though I couldn't see how such minor little gestures might help, so I was surprised and pleased when he suddenly chuckled and looked at me as though for the first time since coming downstairs."You... you really believe you're -- you're really. Then I move further south, leaving random, soft kisses down your chest, then your stomach. Up again, feathery kisses trailing across your skin, feeling your heat, breathing in your scent. Your heart is starting to pump a little harder, your breathing shallower and more sporadic. I kiss my way back down. I can see your arousal outlined in your jeans and I lean down, placing a kiss on it, smiling as you groan and involuntarily flex. I love exerting my power over you, seeing your body react under. My erection started to hurt me so I decided to low my jeans just to low the pressure on my penis. She didn’t say anything while my pants came out with the biggest erection I’ve ever had. After her last drops she didn’t put back up her panties and she told me to sit with her against that tree. I sat there and she asked me what did I intend to do with my ‘problem’, I was too hard. So she told me to show her how I used to masturbate. I lowered my pants and I started to touch myself. She asked me.