Mom dreamt about Dad and her at the ocean, and I felt my heart sink when I saw him again. The vision appeared to be so real I could smell and taste th... ocean air. In fact, it scared me so much that I broke the connection.However, that night I lay in bed and was awed by what I found I could do and looked forward to trying it again.So on the following night, when Mom went to bed, I concentrated on her dreams once more. After an hour of gazing into the black mirror, an image formed. It grew in. And we both slept in the bed in the same room. Next day morning my dad went out somewhere, that time she called me for breakfast. She was preparing does in the kitchen. Wearing the same nighty, I once again went underneath her and suckled her. That time my dad came and saw her preparing dosa. But he didn’t See Me since I was covered up.When we sat for breakfast in dining table I went under the table once again to suck my sweet mom. After my dad went we sat in the kitchen to do our work cooking. He then slid my panties down to around my thighs and, thwack, hit me really hard. I squealed and he was immediately apologetic. He got some ointment and smoothed it into my sore bum and said I'd better get dressed. He said how sorry he was and that next time he'd really be gentle with me. He got his diary out and make an appointment for the same time the following week. When I left his office his PA looked up and gave me one of those smiles! How embarrassing, she must have heard me squeal.. Very delicately without applying much pressure yet. Now from second to second she begins applying a bit of pressure to let your clit know that there are buttons she wants to push. And push she does. By now her fingers are doing a great job at fucking my pussy. And here is where Dorothy wants to take you. Dorothy has been progressing the pressure on your clit and with every second that passes I become more sexually awake and desiring for my orgasm. Dorothy delays enough my sexual pleasure to.