The thought that he might even employ the use of French styled bedroom tricks like entry into her nether regions made her cover her crack with a defen...ive hand even though she was alone in her bedroom. She ventured a quick touch of her finger into the puckered star just to judge her reaction to entry into her private place that proper ladies kept well hidden except when making their toilet. She could see her delicate finger disappear in the mirror on the wall and was forced to lean on the. "Get naked."It took Kristie a few seconds to let the command sink in. Then she slowly shrugged out of her denim jacket. The T-shirt was tight and showed lovely bumps on the tips of her breasts. Ah, she must be very excited, Angique thought. The girl started to kick her sneakers out. She unbuckled her pretty pink belt.The jeans slid down her tanned thighs. They hung around her calves. She stepped out of them. Then she pulled the T-shirt over her head. The bra was sheer and in a lovely powder. . she'd never find out."Daddy . . ." This time there was only the slightest hint of a whimper in her voice as she pushed her pussy against his hand, " . . . okay."She heard her father let out a little groan of relief as he pulled up hard on ehr pussy, increasing the pressure on it at least twice as much as she gasped with pleasure, pushing her ass back against his cock. When he rolled her nipple and pinched it hard enough to make her cry out she turned hard in his grasp, braking free of his. GentleButFirm. They were all encouraging. By the eleventh chapter, the email was all over the map, but mostly positive. If you can call this positive: “Fah-h-h-h-h-k! The sex in this chapter is so-o-o-o hot! I would give my right nut to be the man meat in that sandwich just once. Thanks for sharing.” One even wrote to thank me for correcting his technique for a particular sex act! Aroslav: sex therapist.After the story finished posting, I got a raft of messages. In general, it seemed that.