I kiss & brush my lips upon her lips, "I can smell how excited you are!" I would say, & as she showed me,I kiss & lick you all around her neck & shoul...ers, 1st with gentle butterfly kisses, then more pressing & wet as I want to drink her dry! I opened her clothes & my hand explores her body, with ease & care my fingers gentle touched your breasts & stomach & then her thighs & around her sweet delicious Honey Pot, teasing her sweet little clit, with teasing little touches, all the while my mouth. This made me feel like an even bigger twat but, my mind was running wild at her statement and I needed her to explain what she meant.What came next was something of a revelation as there were some situations that I had been happily oblivious to but, others that I’d known about but which I now saw in a completely different context.I knew she’d never been short of attention when she was out with her mate’s which was fully understandable and although what she told me was a long way from full blown. As the day passed we kept chatting about movies, music and tv shows. Fortunately a lot of our tasted did match. At around 12:30 she told that she was feeling little sleepy and she wanted to lie down for a while. I showed her the bedroom, in the meanwhile I started feeling horny. While she was lying on the bed I did lie beside her and started tickling her back and kissed her on her neck. She took it in a friendly way and just blushed. This gave me a lot of courage and started inserting my hand. He was going to have it all..."You are going to get nothing, boy! You are fucking dead! Do you hear me? Dead fucking meat!"What sort of language was that coming from a fourteen-year-old? The door to Amber's little room was open, so Mitt peered in. His daughter was sitting cross-legged on the bed, loathing and contempt written on her face. Mitt could not make out the words coming out of the speaker, but it sounded like a boy's voice."Yeah? Ask me if I care! See if anyone cares, you stupid piece.