I was lying next to my husband, who was snoring softly while I couldn't get back to sleep. I was ready to give my bladder what it wanted when he rolle... over in his sleep and I felt a strange sensation.I glanced down to see the tips of his fingers teasing my left nipple through my night shirt. Hoping he was awake and this was some gentle foreplay, I looked over at him. In the dim lights of the cable box clock and streetlights peeking in behind our blinds, I saw his eyes were closed tight. His. What have you just learned?" I ask her. She unsure how to answer; what to answer. If there is a right answer. "To tell you the truth... to call you master," she answers quickly hoping she's not too far off the mark, distracted by the stinging pain off her breasts. I run my hand up the creamy inside of her thigh to test how wet her torn panties have become inside her snatch. I pull her cunt lips apart to look closely. It's wet but is it wet enough?I take a bottle of sparkling water from the. I pressed harder. She was about to let go. She made a high pitched noise as she climaxed, her body going from pure rigidity to relaxation in a second. I brought my head up, and she pulled me in to kiss her. My face was wet from her pussy, but she didn't seem to care. She kissed me so intensely, so passionately. "I want you," she whispered to me. "I want to make you cum." "Not yet," I whispered back. I pushed her so that she laid down, and I went back down on her. This time I fingered her while. Jazz didnt know what to expect her fathers reaction to be, but she hadnt expected this, complete silence. Max had never expected to ever see his daughter engaging in anything remotely sexual, let alone fingering herself to orgasm in front of his own eyes. Over the years he had seen her running around in her bikini as she went back and forth from the pool, but had never saw her as a sexual being. It was as if he had just saw her for the first time, and was truly amazed by what he had seen in.