I quickly pulled my top off over my head, as he pulled my underwear down, throwing them across the room. The movie was playing in the back ground, but...I could no longer hear it. He started kissing up the thigh; my back was already arching in anticipation as he got closer. I flung my head back when his tongue touched my clit, massaging it. I was on the brink, taking it slow was all of the sudden the worse thing someone could do to me. He dove his fingers back inside me, his tongue flicking my. This can be uniquely erotic and pairs well with stroking the testes, perineum, etc. Feathering is somewhat similar: dominant hand’s fingers face up, palm open, on the underside (ventral) ridge, and oscillate ring, middle, index in an upward (towards the head/glans). However instead of drumming, the oscillation Is more of a three-fingered stroke-stroke-stroke towards the head. Think of a motion similar to wafting a smell towards your nose, but each finger is wafting, wafting, wafting. Feathering. I could geton with the life I'd been given.* * *Photograph 5A really embarrassing shoot, the worst of the lot so far. I'm squattingdown over a large black dildo glistening with lube and lowering myselfonto it a little at a time at the photographer's direction. As with theearlier shot, when I was "sucking it off," I don't think I can get morethan a couple of inches inside me. But with a little encouragement andunder threat of another lashing, I surprise myself yet again. I lowermyself. My kid casually started pressing her bare stomach.Since she wore her pants high above, it concealed her belly button and below. Only some skin was shown above her belly button to the place where the t-shirt was lifted. Deepti immediately tried to pull down her t-shirt. My daughter resisted telling that she needed to check.I diverted my look to the TV acting unaware of this situation. Deepti desperately looked at me to see if I had seen her stomach and pulled down her t-shirt. My daughter was my.