Dad! Stop it. This is my mate. Whats wrong with you?! my father lets his jowls relax and looks at me, wide eyed. He then bares his teeth again and wa...ks closer, his hackles rising. He sniffs me and recoils, disgusted. you reek of his scent. Go home, you are never to see this man again. I bare my own teeth at him. no. Mark is my mate. My place is at his side. my father snaps at Mark and growls deeply, enraged. you went so far as to mate with my daughter?! How dare you. my father then turns. ..not really, just not...a thong!" I openly admitted, feeling a renewed, surprised lurch of interest in my cock upon seeing them.The one thing she didn't do, was to remove the thong. Maybe that was a bit much to expect under the circumstances. But I did watch in abject fascination as she slid her hand down the front of the tight, tiny waistband, knowing full well where her fingers now were as she fingered herself, standing there in front of me, the material slowly bending, pressing against the. The pair tossed the ball back and forth trying to keep it from hitting the water. Sean made minor corrections to the flight of the ball to keep it from leaving the pool. He was having as much fun moving the ball by magic as watching Suzie hit the ball. Of course, he did send it high on occasion so that he could watch her reach out of the water. Suzie had noticed the strange behavior of the ball but had no explanation for it.After about ten minutes of playing she grabbed the ball and said, “All. One that slows your blood, makes everything move slower. Our hands slowed on eachothers bodies, but as before it was just tender touching now it was with intention. Her skin, palpable in its sexuality called to my fingers. I leaned in and held her small breast, feeling it soft in my hand, i watched in rapt fascination as her nipple tightened in my fingers and i lowered my head to kiss it.She didn't taste like anything that my lips had ever touched before. Her skin was salty and sweet. Her.