Now the tip of one slides slowly into me. A soft crying moan escapes my parched lips and the lips and tongue shift momentarily to quench my thirst as ...he finger slides inside of me. The fire inside of me has become a blazing inferno.My hands, until now, have been clenching the sheets. Now they clench the back of her head as she pays homage to my nipples. Then the other hand guides one from her head onto one of my breasts and I find myself squeezing and teasing myself. My fingers find my nipple. 'Della, we shouldn't be doing this!' he groaned, but he didn't stop her as she unfastened the belt of his trousers and tugged them clear of his briefs. They were becoming soggy with the constant stream of pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock. She took a moment to sniff her fingers, before gently clasping his shaft in her slender fingers.Don found some remnant of sanity. 'Della, Della! We can't ... you must let go. It's not right! I'm your father!'She smiled at him and slowly jacked him. The. Her husband Gurman drives a truck and away at least two weeks a month from home. He was a good friend of mine.So whenever he was away for work (going to USA) he asked me to take care of his family whenever they need any help. Last February, one night Kiran knock my door and said that her 3 years old son is very sick and need my help. I am working in the hospital (trillium hospital, Mississauga) . We went to the hospital I work. Usually, it will take at least 4-5 hour long wait to see the doctor. "Kenny was..." she sobbed into my chest. Maybe I could cut his brake lines. Kenny had turned sixteen back in November and had an old beat-up van.I rubbed her back. "It's okay. It was just a dream. It wasn't happening again." It was worse." Worse?" Mom and Dad were sitting there watching. Mom was saying what a bad girl I was, and Dad was talking about sending me away."Damn! Damn! Fuck! Fuck!"Kelly look at me." It took a minute, but she lifted her head and looked up at me. "You know your parents.