‘How was the party last night?’ Salvia’s face split into a smug smile, and her eyes flickered over Mason possessively. ‘It was great fun, of c...urse. Although I preferred what happened afterward.’ Her voice held a torte of suggestive layers, and Lenei felt a little sick as she pictured Mason cornering a coy Salvia, taking out his frustration at Lenei’s denial in an aggressive, passionate– ‘For heaven’s sake, Sal,’ Mason said, sounding irritated, ‘I wish you would stop talking like that. You know. It is an amazing day and it would be fun to lounge by the pool and have a few drinks at the swim up bar." I say to you. You give me that sly look that you have and tell me…"It may be another hour or two to get to the pool if we have to go back to the room"…with that you reach under the table and pat my cock through my shorts and give me a sweet kiss on the cheek. I give you a cheeky grin, pull you out of the booth and take your hand in mind as we head back to the room to change. On the way. As I got older, I realised how good looking you are. I never thought of you as my father because you weren’t. Not really. And Mom never made an issue of it, either. I just saw you as my Mom’s boyfriend. As a young teenager, I looked at this and fantasised about this hot young guy being my boyfriend. Innocent girl’s stuff.”She blushed. “I even gave myself my first orgasm looking at this photograph. But then I discovered boys and forgot about you.“When Mom died, everything changed. I changed. For. “Just you wait, honey.”“Okay, Mom,” her hoarse voice called back.My hand stroked up and down my dick. I stared at the ebony shaft, the dark tip throbbing with my heartbeat. Precum dribbled from the slit, a clear rivulet running down the glass towards the bottom. So much precum. Far more than a man would produce.My pussy clenched again as I stroked faster. I shuddered every time my hand reached the pinnacle, brushing the sensitive crown. It was like touching my clit, but it was so much larger..