Purring at him she touched her fingers to his lips which he delicately kissed back and then taking one finger he inserted into his mouth and began to ...uck upon it. She leaned her head back and moaned softly. He always knew what to do to her, to drive her crazy with desire. She put her head against his ear and purred even harder. He let his hands trace her arm and down her back, lightly trailing across her hip and down her thigh, feeling her squirm beneath his touch. He smiled to himself then. "You're just being modest, Daddy." She was relaxed and carefree and obviously very happy. He couldn't let her down. He wouldn't fail her this time... She noticed that his cup was half empty. Without waiting for him to finish it, she got up and went to fetch the coffee pot, giving him an unrestricted view at her long, lean legs and her high molded buttocks that bounced ever so slightly as she gingerly walked over to the stove. When she turned around, he could see her sculptured young bosom. ”“I don’t think there’s anything to know, mom. The guyasks you out, you say ‘yes’, and he takes you to a movieand buys you dinner. If the dinner was good, you let himcome in when he brings you home. If he’s cute, you lethim spend the night. And in the morning I’ll make youboth a nice breakfast!”We both had a good laugh at that.“That’s really sweet of you, Sally. But I just don’t feellike getting into it, all the bullshit;. Her nipple was exposed to him as she tried to recapture the dream that she was enjoying when that nasty fowl brought her back to the real world."Stop that!" she snapped, her hand blindly swinging at him."Great breakfast," he kept on nibbling and licking away."I'll give you breakfast... ," she turned away from him. Try as she could, Yvette could not keep him from his persistence to maul her nipple with his mouth. " ... now stop that!" she growled another warning."Yum, yum, yum, yum," Frank.