”She drew my head to hers and our lips met. The softest, sweetest things my own had ever touched. Somehow, during our long kiss, our clothes disappe...red and four hands began exploring two naked bodies. I laid Tess on my bed and moved my mouth to her breasts, first one then the other. Her low moans were the music to me, and my baton was wanting to do the conducting.Her smooth stomach was the most sensitive across her c-section scar. Her hands shoved my head lower, toward the patch of thin, light. He could hear her heartbeat begin to quicken as they kissed.The blindfold was working well, he couldn't see a thing, but a sharp sting and slap sound startled him, he felt his chest warm. She kissed him deeper yet, and another slap resounded in his ears, his thigh burned, but it felt amazing. With every snap of what he imagined to be a riding crop, he wanted her so much more, the torture was becoming overwhelming and he let out a whimper.She ceased her torture and got up from his lap, caressing. ”“Daddy, no one would have to know. No one would see us, and neither of us would tell any one.” “Rosamund, no!”I didn’t argue with him any more. We were both still nervous, so I knew he still felt comfortable around me as long as we didn’t touch one another. I wasn’t interested in any of the programs on that night, so daddy turned on a program about fly fishing in Colorado and was soon engrossed in it. I forced myself to watch and asked daddy a couple of questions about fly fishing to make him. I leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. He put his arms around me and put his lips on mine, wow what a kiss. I had enough wine in me, that it felt really good to have his arms around me. I really felt sorry for him, he was like a big puppy dog. He put his hand on my tit and started rolling my nipple around. Our lips were still locked together.’ He looked at me and Said, ‘Do you think John will come out? Right now I might want to do something physical. I know it was not his fault and he.