Elliot didn't answer; instead he lifted her face to his and kissed her.He knew that she was different to other women but all he could feel washer plum... breasts pressed against his chest, her smooth skin on hisflesh and her tight buttocks which he cupped in his hands.He squeezed her buttocks and caressed her thighs. She froze when hisfingers grazed the front of her panties and she took his hand away andguided it back to her breasts.She moaned quietly when his hands went inside her top and. The local men had been queuing up every evening outside the studio to get an abuse selfie with these two Dommes, desperate to be kicked in the balls for a brief glimpse of bare thighs.They rarely met anyone else out on their early morning jog with the film crew videoing their curvy bodies in tight lycra leggings, bare midriffs and specially revealing cut-away sports bras.But today, as they rounded a bend in the path above the extinct volcano, there was what appeared to be a young Korean family. As we started to eat, I spread my legs apart, pressing my thigh tightly into his. He kept glancing over at me as I rubbed my thigh against his, a very aroused but confused look on his face.I looked across the table at Rachel. Bobby, seated next to Rachel was experiencing the same confusion as our father, Jethro. His mother's body pressing into his turned on Bobby, yet he wasn't sure how to react. Rachel had never given anyone except Jethro any indication that she would welcome sexual intimacy. Walking to my daughter’s room, Jenna shrieked and threw herself at me with a wonderful hug. And then, she showered me with kisses. I don’t know what came over me, whether it was kisses to my cheeks, collar bone, neck, or her body rubbing up to mine but I was overpowered with the urge to go further.I maneuvered my mouth over hers, and then kissed her, pushing my tongue against hers. My daughter’s opened her mouth allowing my tongue into her mouth. We kissed for ages, my daughter pushed herself.