. like. . . oh God!” Molly said and before she could finish, I felt a gush over my finger.“You are cumming Molls! You are cumming! Let it go, Moll.... Let your daddy make you cum!” I said as I wiggled my finger inside her now sopping wet dripping pussy.“Oh. . . oh. . . oh. . . DADDY! It feels like I am. . . I am. . . I am peeing! Oh God, I am sorry!”“Molls, honey, you are not peeing,” I said, as I slowly exited my finger from her cum drenched notch, “That’s your cum. You had a wet orgasm.”Molly. At this moment I felt my dick harden. I now understood, I thought but then I asked, What does she want that dad wont do? Youre too young, she said as she hugged me. Im not too young, I insisted. I could feel my dick get even harder. You are too young, she said with emphasis on the are. How am I too young to know what dad wont do? You are not going to get me to tell you, she insisted. All through our conversation mom and dad had been yelling as they had been before but now we heard a crashing. She is hot with big boobs; round and 36+ in size. She used to mingle with me a lot and we used to have coffee every day. She has a boy friend whom she married now. She is very friendly and used to poke me all the time during work and sometimes in that process I felt her boobs accidentally. She didn’t used to mind that and I also took a bit of advantage there :). As we became close, she started talking everything, even about sex. Not directly but talking about others and how they had different. You're the prettiest woman here. Every man in the place is probably jealous of me." She smiled broadly. I stood and offered her my hand. Tomorrow we'd be back in the trenches silently fighting it out, but tonight there was a truce.I think I only stepped on her toes once or twice. A dancer I wasn't, but I was a tryer. We danced a few tunes, all slow, and then came the ChaCha. I actually knew the basic steps, but I knew I looked awful doing them. Elise on the other hand looked magnificent,.