I smiled, somewhat lost for words and trying not to look at the pink areola peeping from the side of her bikini top, or the nipples poking through the...thin fabric.I gulped the drink down, spilling some on my bare chest. Emma watched, hands clasped behind her back, a slight smile on her lips. Beads of sweat clung to her soft, tanned skin."Do you like my bikini?" she asked, suddenly, standing legs slightly apart, hands on hips.I looked her up and down. "It's very nice I said." then, without. We waste no time and head to the dance floor. First it starts out very friendly. Looking at one another and easy dance moves swaying back and forth. I am struggling to keep an an eye on her face, looking at her soft luscious lips. I can see her tits jiggle as she sways and my cock continues growing. For as fast as it was friendly, it turns to much more very fast. I put my hands on her hips, while she looks at me, pull her body into my body, to where she can feel my cock under my belt against. Can I hang with you guys? Fat, lazy raindrops landed with a splat here and there, I wasnt about to argue as we neared our doorstep. As soon as we stepped inside, the heavens opened up as if a tap turned on while the cool air of the apartment instantly offered relief from the intense heat. Getting re-situated at home, with the stroller and stuff, I got a better look at our new friend. A bit of the ragamuffin, I thought, rail thin and long bony feet in her flip-flops. Maybe five feet tall, I. Not once while I was with Kevin, did Daddy and I get together. But after I moved to North Carolina, Daddy and I went to bed together again. It happened one night while we were watching a video. We were laying on my bed watching the movie when he started caressing me. I opened my legs which he took as a signal to finger me because he knows how much I love the way he does it. His fingering led to me an intense orgasm that I thoroughly enjoyed especially since it had been so long since I had been.