I was completely mesmerized by the sight."I hope you don't mind the desk," she prattled on as if nothing unusual was happening, "it didn't look like y...u were using it. And I needed to set up a place to finish my sketches where the light was good. I think you can still see the telly from the short couch."I wasn't listening but was completely taken by her breasts. I walked over in front of her just as she looked up from her toweling."Oh bloody hell," she said, looking down at her semi-nudity,. She curled her toes. I could smell the warm breast milk in the thin cold air of the basement again. Looks like your getting more milk…How do you feel? I said. This is so much better. Nothing pinching or getting in the way. It feels really nice. Is this grossing you out? I cant believe your just sitting there. Watching me. This does not bore you? said Emma. I shook my head No! You have no idea what your doing to me. I said. What? What am I doing to you sweetie. Im just milking my breast. Its no. My breasts felt heavy and full. My nipples so sore. I pulled my skirt up with one hand and the other continued to tease and torment my nipple. I could feel the wetness on my bikini panties. I wanted my other hand on my clit. I watched myself rub my clit through the panties. teasing my clit softly in contrast to pinching my nipple. I leaned against the wall, spread my legs wide and rubbed my clit a little faster. I didn’t want to cum yet, so I slowly stopped touching. I got a pants hanger from. Soon I was spent but she would not let go. I jerked my hand out of her mouth and stood up as she slipped onto the floor with a thud. I covered my crotch and hurried into the bathroom, and locked the door. I looked down at my jeans. Shit, here I was, standing in the bathroom with a crotch full of cum that was caused by that teasing little slut. I was so ashamed of myself that I wanted to die. Here was the fruit of my loins, teasing me, taunting me and trying to turn her daddy on. As I thought.