Daddy would complain about the way I dressed but I know he enjoyed looking at me. I knew daddy would get aroused as I pranced around the house usually...wearing only panties and a loose button up shirt. Sometimes I would sit on his lap while we watched movies. I acted nonchalant as my top would raise up above my thighs, exposing my soft, sexy legs and lace panties. Daddy would wrap his arms around me just under my developing breasts as I rested my head against his chest. Daddy obviously got. Any time I pulled my head up, he let me, without pushing it down, but also without loosening his grip on my hair. So fucking hot.Tears drained from my eyes, and the top of my throat was spasming from dehydration. So I slipped the cock out and sat up, continuing to stroke its full length with one hand while I sipped from the water bottle I brought.He grabbed the back of my head and wrapped his fingers in my hair, pulling me up to his mouth for a deep wet kiss."You're so fucking sexy." I'm gonna. ‘You’re gonna give me a huge ego if you keep looking at me like that,’ he grinned self-consciously. ‘Good,’ Monica shrugged. ‘A certain degree of arrogance actually helps you develop as a dominant. I won’t fault you for that. Whether you want to wear it on your sleeve or just keep it down to an internal monologue is up to you,’ she winked. ‘I think you’ll probably end up with more of the latter, and to be honest, I prefer that. But you’re sexy, Casey. So goddamn sexy. You need to accept that.. Told me all later. After Y. pushed her away R. went looking for my wife who was passed out this whole time in the bedroom of the suite. What actually went on there my wife will never say but I think R.’s tongue brought her to horniness and near cumming so much that her legs were wrapped around R’s head and R’s tongue deep inside her pussy before she ever figured it out and had to explain that she wasn't into that. At that point R. and Y. reunited in the main room, both feeling a little.