As I did it, she was moving her hands on my chest and I moved forward again and kissed her lips hard. Then, I moved my lips towards her chin and start...d rubbing my lips from her chin to her jawline.My hands were moving on her breasts and squeezing them hard over her bra. I then turned her around and started kissing her back. I was moving my lips on her back and I unhooked her bra as I was kissing her back. I made her face towards me again and I saw her shapely boobs with pointed nipples. I. Ben knows my body as well as I know it myself. Maybe better in some ways. Ever so lightly he pinches my clit between his thumb and forefinger. Then, he gently rolls it back and forth, varying the pressure, but always just right. At the same time, he curls the fingers of his other hand in search of the little ridges on the roof of my pussy that mark the location of my G-spot. Quickly he finds them—he has been there so many times before—and now I am arching my back and shrieking loud enough to. He pulls me out of the chair to give me a hug. I love getting hugs from Daddy. He's so big and warm, and I feel so safe with him! “I'm so sorry this has to happen to you, Jazz. I hope you can forgive me...” he trails off, his hands running lightly over my back. Oh my, that feels wonderful, don't stop...I think lazily. His fingers rest on the curve of my ass, massaging tiny circles. “Its okay Daddy. At least I have you.” I say, mesmerized by the pleasure radiating from his fingertips. “Would. When John returned a bit later, he found Virgil sitting up in bed, smiling shyly. Without a word, he nodded, relieved that he could take his turn now to make himself more comfortable. “I don’t mind the cold,” John said as Virgil returned, relaxed as he hopped back into bed, “as long as we’re not out in it too long.” “I know what you mean. I’ve worked, done rescues in this kind of weather and much, much colder; believe me and it’s not pleasant.” “I remember; Dad was worried about you…and.