"Good. Now place your arms behind your back." I did so. This lowered my shoulders and raised my chest accentuating the pecs and pulling my abs tight. ... sat legs slightly apart, my dick proud. She walked round and moved my knees together. My dick twitched in anticipation as she straddled my thighs. Still clothed, and sat down on me, mid-thigh. She smelled amazing and her legs looked incredible. I got a good look at her cleavage - a nice palm full of firm breasts. Tanned and femininely muscular.. As he began to anoint my breasts with warmed lotion and to tease and pinch my nipples, I grasped his cock through his pants and began to lazily stroke it. It was much larger than the handle of my hairbrush. Its girth exceeded my grasp. With my thumb, I massaged the underside of the head of it. Through half closed eyes, I studied Dad’s face for a reaction, but he stoically continued his massage down my torso. When he reached the waistband of my sleeping pants, I knew the moment of truth had. Shhhh silent, don’t shout , people around may think otherwise…She was puzzled, she didn’t know what was happening, i entered my room, i let her stand on her legs. After seeing the arrangements She was very much moved. She didn’t speak anything.I said, Happy Birthday dear, I wish you always be happy. She didn’t know what to say she smiled and went in tears. She slowly said she never ever cut cake in her life. Never celebrated her birthday.I wiped her tears with my hands asked her not to go. "Mary, I am over twice your age" (almost three times but why niggle) " and I despise 'dirty old men''She looked confused and took it the wrong way."I figure that if, for some reason, a young girl finds me attractive enough to accept an approach, she would also know that a gentleman would never insult her by implying that he's got all the same attractions as a young man." So what you just did is the only way of opening up that door to further possibilities"I looked at her with a frank eye."If.