Molly had wanted to be comfortable after a long day of classes at the high school and being nude made her comfortable. She never banked on someone bei...g home. Especially her daddy.Finally, Molly’s shaking had subsided and she uncurled her body and slung the covers off of her still nude body. She got up and walked over to her dresser and looked at her reflection. As she stared at her nakedness looking back at her, she began to smile. Molly knew she was beautiful. At least she thought that to. I hear stories from the chamberChrist was born into a mangerAnd like some ragged strangerHe died upon the crossMight I say it seems so fitting in its wayHe was a carpenter by tradeOr at least that's what I'm toldThere are five of us counting me on the Row; whilst the new form ofcapital punishment has not stopped all murders; nothing will, it hasgreatly reduced them. A sixth was here by choice, a crazed fan of thecountry music star Ami Strange. He handed himself in by choice and pleadedguilty to. She really liked this as her breathing got heavier and turned into a quiet moan. Without losing contact with my mouth I rose to my feet and crawled onto the chaise lounge and positioned myself between her legs. Once I was situated I slid one hand up her stomach and began massaging one breast with my hand and took the nipple of the other in my mouth. Both nipples were very hard and it was clear that her tits respond very will to stimulation. I then alternated between sucking and kneading each of. I had no way of knowing, however, how far it would ultimately go. At that moment I wanted him to touch me, to fondle my tits if only to know what it was like to have someone else touch them. I was proud of my breasts, they were larger than many girls in school and seemed to catch the eye of many of the boys as I walked down the hall between classes. I liked that they looked at me and found me attractive. Sensing no resistance from me he continued to undo button after button until my blouse was.