Daddy, Yes honey ? i replied. She said " I cant sleep" i said may be cause you slept in the afternoon. She said Yeah vaguely. Why cant you sleep ? she...asked . May be cause of our current situation. She giggled, we spoke for some more time and with every giggle she came closer to me. I could almost kiss her lips, I felt her breath on my face and now i too held her. We literally embraced each other and spoke. I held her in my arms now and she was playing with my mostache while she was talking to. I tried to masturbate as I was feeling randy with the visuals and the wine, but tiredness was taking its toll, so I switched off, turned on my side and dozed off.I was dreaming I was being carressed in my state off sleepy arrousal, someone was pushing his cock into my pussy from behind and in my subconsious mind I was backing into his weapon of love, offering my pussy to him in my desperate need to cum.The feeling was exquisite I was feeling full and each stroke was taking me to that magical. She takes the bar of soap out of my hand and repeats my movements, starting with the chest, massaging my stomach and back with erotically languid movements. She lets the lather wash down my rear end but then drops the soap so she can run her exploring fingers to and fro over my ass-cheeks and thighs. This time I'm the one who's sighing. I give her backside the same treatment, her firm thighs and buttocks slippery and undulating beneath my hands. She pulls me closer until our bodies mesh in a. Now the reverend informed everyone they were going to form a daisy chain, male to female with each person sucking the genitals of the person in front, he would then decide who he was going to fuck next and would join in at that point without breaking the chain. What the reverend did not know was that this time someone had been a little lax and had not locked the basement door; because in the shadows of the basement Samantha Deacons now watched the action unfolding.Her initial reaction was one.