He began to finger one of my hard nipples. He pinched the nipple lightly and ran his finger around the areola. Dad's other hand was between my legs f...ngering my cunt. His touching was exciting me, making me linger as I enjoyed the feelings flooding through me. At last, my father was focused on playing with my breasts. I lay the soap bar in the dish and began rinsing the soap from his cock and balls, getting excited myself as dad palmed my breasts, cupping them and rubbing them with his. As time passed, I felt for real that some hand is inside my pants. I didn’t want to interrupt and stop having some fun, so I slept enjoying it. Later I noticed that she was giving me a bj.I could feel that her tongue was licking my head of my dick, I couldn’t control myself I turned towards her and held my hands on her as she felt that I was sleeping and shaking my hand but I wanted to touch her boobs, which were really big and juicy Then suddenly I woke up to drink water and she was pretending. Though we know each other from our childhood (not a love marriage), Vasanthi was shy and kept mum. “Hi vasanthi, are you comfortable”? I sat by her side on the cot, kept her palm on my thighs, while garlanding her with my hands. “Don’t you think that this new clothes are waste and why not we get rid of it” – I wanted her nudity and kissed on her cheeks. Vasanthi didn’t reply, rather was looking the mirror. “Oh! Come on dear, we have been given license for this” – I massaged her back. Vasanthi. Like a sex goddess . I just could not control my self seeing her. I compliment her that she was very beautiful to which she responded very happily. She was correcting her papers while talking to me and I saw her that she was pressing her hand because of a lot of correction which she did. I went behind her and started pressing her shoulders and neck giving her a soothing massage. She was very thankful and happy to me. I was in heaven touching her for the first time. I slowly moved my hands down.