I began to wear provocative tank tops that showed the curve of my heaving breasts, shorts that would entice him into looking directly at the forms of ...he fabric clinging to the pussy that so badly wanted his touch. I even showed him how flexible I could be during warm ups by stretching my legs apart and gripping my ankles. But yet he ignored me no matter how many times I “accidentally” brushed my leg against his or gripped my hand on those beautiful biceps when he said something funny. Nothing. She leaned back into the wall, the coarse material roughing her skin up as she inevitably shivered and twisted under the painful pleasures her fingers evoked. The blanket she had d****d so orderly over the mattress was soon hanging over in all directions and getting tangled between her feet and the mattress got slowly pushed away from the wall as Katja fingered herself fast and hard enough to make her squeal.Even after all those years the urge to stay silent had never really left Katja, and. The idea of seeing my dad's large tool once again was exciting me but I also remembered that mom was out of town on business and wasn't due back until Sunday evening. Was dad cheating on mom? Did mom come home early? Who was this women in the room and why is my dad banging her? As I got to the door I quietly peaked my head in and found a startling discovery. My dad, naked from head to toe was giving his tounge a workout on none other than my kid sister, Ari! My. So far I had never disobeyed. And I had been late the first time today. It had been a question, no order. Still my heart beat fast as I asked timidly. “Can you? Today?” He smiled, lowered his hand. His fingers brushed my jaw, traced my collarbone. I shivered under the slight touch. “Turn around.”With slightly trembling legs I obeyed.Placing his big hands on my hips he pulled me closer. So close that I felt his hard cock through the fabric of his boxers, pressing hard against my ass. His breath.