" She said with a smile. "So Kay, how often do you." I quizzed. "Well not as much as you but I do. Maybe a couple of times a week. Then when Rob is he...e we have sex three times a week." She said. Wow I thought to myself. I never really thought about my aunt having sex or even masturbating. "So how do you, you know, masturbate?" I pushed. "Well just like you, I get a visual in my head and play with my clit." She said. Aunt Kay has never been one to sugar coat anything. Being curious about what. “You thought I was what?” I insisted.Never assume your daughter is ignorant of the adult world. And yes, I know she’s my niece, or ward, or my charge, and not my daughter at all, but I’d had her for nine years, and as The Bard is often misquoted as saying, “A rose by any other name is still a rose.” I thought of her as my daughter most of the time, and, usually when I was mad at her, was the only time I remembered she sprang from my brother’s loins. The irony in that springs from the fact that. "You're not going out like this, Ash." I am too going out like this, Dad. And it's Dorothy. I'm Dorothy." Well then if it's Dorothy and not Ashlyn who's being such a pill, then maybe I shouldn't mind so much giving her what she has coming to her. Are you saying you want some more, Dorothy?"Phil was angered by his daughter's continuing rebelliousness. He didn't lose control, but he did let his feelings guide his hand for a few moments as he gave Ashlyn 3 consecutive slaps that were definitely. My breasts plopped out and he immediately groped them."Can you lick your nipples, little girl?" I don't think so." Try it," he commanded as he lifted my left breast up. I stuck out my tongue and looked down at an angle. My tongue touched the top of my breast, about a half-inch shy of my nipple. "Try the other one," he said as he lifted my right brest up. His deep voice tickled the inside of my left ear as I leaned over and tried to lick. I got a little closer, but not quite at the nipple. "Too.