Shilpa pushed her hips forward, forcing my finger fartherinside. I began finger fucking her, as she responded with her belly, humping her pussy agains... my hand. More and more frantically she jerked and pushed, bucking her hips to get more and more friction on her clit. Then she was moaning and gasping as she came beautifully, murmuring, "Oh God, honey! Oh God! Oooohhh! Honey, honey, honey!" Her cunt had become very wet and I felt the vaginal muscles twitching and grasping.After a few minutes of. I thank the doctor and asked that they wait to report us. The doctor answered report what and laughed. We all thanked him and his staff. They refused any money and wished us luck as they recognized us from the television report.We waited until dark and again took the subway changing directions several times until we were certain nobody was following us. Then walked a couple of miles to a private airfield where I paid cash for a pilot to fly all of us out of state. He logged the flight as solo. The look on Jeff's face was that of a kid who wasjust given the keys to the candy store. I was committed now.But then I wanted to be didn't I? Oh Yes! After the play, Jeff took me to a nightclub for drinksand dancing. Dancing was one thing that I had not even thoughtabout but now in his arms, moving to the music, the excitementI was feeling seemed to grow more intense if that waspossible. When he held me close, I could feel his cockpressing against me and growing hard. How. Well, Daddy got drunk at times and did things. Like beating Mom, for instance. He was a bit of a drunk and used a lot of speed and coke. The drinking was to wind him down. He did weed, too, but not as much. He was actually easier to deal with when stoned. I liked him stoned better, though once I turned eighteen, he would get fresh with me at times when high or drunk, in fact.“He never fucked me, though. Not because he didn’t want me, but because I refused to let him into my panties. I didn’t.