"Her hands flew back up to their place on his shaft as she much preferred this to what he had been doing to her."Also move your hands up and down as f...st as you can and look up at me."As she looked up at him he let go of her head with one hand and began stroking her again. Looking deep into her eyes he said, "I want you to listen carefully to me while you keep doing your job down there. I want you to really understand what has happened to you and what you are now. If you ever went around to a. He then got up and came over to me and slept by me. I thought that my dad loved only me. but here I was in for a surprise. There were things I didn’t know and felt jealous.The next night I acted as if I was sleeping. I didn’t know what sex was till then. My parents waited half hour after lights off. It was my turn to sleep next to my mother. I faked to be asleep. My father switched off the bed light. These scenes arouse me till today. It’s long past now. These stories are from the eighties but. She brings them back down to her pussy gliding her two middle fingers over and between her lips. I watch her grind her pussy against her two fingers as her legs tremble slightly. Her two fingers softly push her lips apart and slide effortlessly into her waiting pussy. Her hands begin to rise and fall slowly as she caresses and teases her clit with her palm and her g spot with her fingers. Her moans are more audible, and her left hand continues to caress her body switching from one nipple to the. "Good girl," she mumbled, "now liftyour head up, baby. That's right." She fed my head through theappropriate place and twirled me around, and I felt the narrow leatherstraps settle over my shoulders. I anxiously fingered the wide whitepiece of leather across my chest as I unexpectedly felt the strapstighten around me. It was only when it was buckled securely in placethat I realised what she'd done to me. Alison had buckled me into aleather toddler's harness!"Hey! No, don't! Stop it," I.