One evening, as I was about to remove my clothing, my father told me that he would do it and he did. He removed my clothes and then stood back from me... He turned me toward the mirror so that I could see myself and then he told me I was a very beautiful little girl and asked if he could touch my breasts. He would be touching them very soon, in the shower, so I saw no reason for him not to touch me while we stood there.From behind me, he used his hands to cover both of them and while he did so,. “thanks, that was just what I needed, for now!”she was giving me that look. She was wearing an all in one sleepsuit, this one had sheep jumping over gates on it. Down the front ran a large zip, all the way down to her crotch. She was toying with the zip, sliding it down to the edges of her breasts, but without showing too much.I was watching her hand, as it slowly rose and fell back down. “is there something I can do for you?” she asked. Her hand had now pulled the zip down to her navel, I. ”I was nervous and reluctant to be naked from the waist down in possible view from the sidewalk but I could tell that Melissa wasn’t going to take no for an answer. It would be easier for me to just do it, rather than trying to argue with her and end up doing it anyway. That type of corrective thinking was the power of chastity in action.Melissa stood up, lifted her skirt above her waist and sat back down. She raised one leg and placed in on the bench, leaving the other one grounded on the. He must have liked the pain he saw in my face as he grinned harder, pushed all the way inside me and held it there. “Nothing like teen ass. Bet you never felt anything like that up you have ya?”I squeezed him with my ass muscles, smiled, and whispered, “Jim has ten inches.” That only caused him to growl and began to pound my ass. With every outward stroke, his big flaring head ran over my prostate and I could tell I was in for a massive orgasm and I had hardly touched myself all night. I.