He seemed intoxicated by my perfume as my blonde locks tickled his face. I didn't utter a word for maybe five minutes,... soaking up the sexual...tension,... like a sponge. I could feel his anxiousness building as I stared deeply into his eyes. I waited a few more minutes till he calmed himself enough to comprehend, my next move. ' Did you enjoy my breasts last week Michael ? ' ... I asked, so affectionately, stroking his hair. He quickly responded silently, nodding his head. When the chips started to fall, I knew in my bones that there was going to be one hell of a war.We ate our noon meal. Artlam ate less and ate what was healthy. Modak had to eat more to build up reserves. Chopsticks were used as well as a sharp belt knife and a wooden spoon. When the rest left we got back to our discussion. Artlam said, "The Church knows intrigue very well. It uses that as well as force to get what it wants. I would like to turn the tables on them but I don't know if I'm smart. He couldn’t see my eyes as I was in the dark. I kept mum but when he held my hand to pull it away, I intentionally pulled it upwardly while touching his balls and the base of his shaft. “My goodness, it’s so hot” I spoke in my heart. After a few seconds I again inserted my hand under daddy’s buttocks. This time I was closer to him and inserted my arm under his ass up to my elbow. My hand reached directly under his balls. I felt a shiver down my spines, when his swooping balls touched my palm. V. and shooting the shit. I knew I was going to fall asleep shortly plus my tongue wasn't working right anymore. He was already in his jockeys, and I stripped down to mine.Now I wore really cool underwear at the time if I thought there was a chance I might get lucky. So I had on a pair of bright blue nylon briefs. They had a snap on each hip that held them in place. The girls liked them. Bruce had shut theT.V. off, and put some terrible music on that he liked.It was right about then that things.