I bent over to a lower shelf, pretending to put away the book.I then reached my hand between my spread legs and slowly began to rub my swollen and wet...pussy lips as I let out a low moan. It only took a moment for one of them to get the nerve up to walk up behind me and take over for my naughty hand. His own hand was colder and rougher but I did not mind. I hadn’t had sex in months and needed some…I rested my body on that drawer, allowing this man, David, to stick a few fingers into my dripping. All in all, this was working out fine. With my father adjusting to life without my mother surprisingly quickly, like I said - just a few weeks, I had rarely seen him more at peace. I felt proud that our family was emotionally strong enough to weather the storm. Fast forward to this past weekend. I work in sales which means my hours vary from time to time and I travel a lot. I’m currently working on a large account that is based in Europe and that makes things even more difficult. Last weekend,. “Don’t tease Daddy, Akira. You are mine. Teasing is for other men. Later.”She lowered her head, but her eyes stayed on his. “I’m sorry, Daddy. “He let go of her nipple and began caressing her labia, one finger runing up and down, pushing in a little each stroke. “Be still,” he commanded, and her grinding stopped. She mewled pitifully, frustrated, her young body craving like a grown woman’s. He smiled again. “Say it.” “Daddy please…” she whispered, his hand finding her nipples again, this. “Watch it!” he shot back.Noah took his own spot and stoked the fire. “Enough. Everyone, get some rest. We’re going to need our strength for tomorrow.” They were less than half a day’s hike to the dungeon crab.“None of us can sleep. We’re too nervous about tomorrow,” Oath said.“It’ll be fine. In twenty years, you’ll ask your children ‘did I ever tell you about the time I conquered a dungeon crab?’ And they’ll groan and say, ‘yes, father, a hundred times. We’re sick of hearing about it.’”“Are you.