"I like it. Don't stop." Atharva couldn't stop. He no longer wanted to. He massaged both her tits, his prick straining in his pants to be free. "Sweet...Gunjan," he moaned huskily. "Ummmm, Daddy." Her cunt was on fire. She rocked her hips gently; wallowing in the pleasure of her father's massaging hands. "You're making me so hot." She brought her hands to his and made him squeeze her tits with more urgency. "Are you hot, too, Daddy?" she purred. "Yes, Gunjan." He kneaded her small tits, his eyes. Words not necessary, just comfortable in each other’s arms. Soul mates. These movie nights were a double edged sword for me. It was by far the best day of my week. In summer it became harder as the nightwear became skimpier. The pressing of her firm breasts and womanly hips would drive me or at least parts of me, to insanity. She would always notice the bulge in my lap and remark with a cheeky comment along the lines of, ‘someone is happy to see me.’ I’m almost certain she heard me many a time. "Fix the damn bed!!" Someone needs to pay attention. "The bed needs to move like the boat!!"Someone I couldn't see did something and the cabin stopped moving. I mean ... it was still rocking and bouncing but so was I."Oh god, that was like sitting in a swing with my feet up," I said ... and shouldn't have. That brought up unpleasant memories."Or watching a slow train at a crossing," that remembrance wasn't good either."You get seasick?"That sounded like Keirstann."No ... I have motion sickness. "I hope so." "Damn, I can't open this stupid package." I thought you were an expert with condoms?" I ask.The boy looks up from his aggravating task. "What does that mean?" I blush. "I saw how you immediately knew where the condoms were in the shop. And I know you're experienced you are with… well, anything sexual really." He smiles. "I've had some practice, yeah." He finally removes the wrapper. He grabs a condom and gently pushes me onto the couch."What do you mean?" He looks embarrassed for a.