Well, tonight I am taking June out for dinner and dancing. I pick her up at 6 and she is wearing a very nice but conservative blouse and skirt. It sho...s her nice figure but no cleavage — a typical everyday business dress.We travel to the restaurant for a steak dinner and dancing. The atmosphere is very family oriented but we still manage to have several close dances and June gets very close and comfortable in my arms.Around 9 we start home and I suggest we stop for a bottle of wine on the way. “...Yes, Babygirl?” he asked. “It tastes good, Daddy,” I sleepily whimpered. He seemed to relax then, pulling the first small lolli away again. It was only a second til the bigger, warmer lollipop was pushed against my tiny mouth. This time I opened my mouth without hesitation, now more prepared for the size of the bigger candy. Daddy pushed the larger, drippy sweet into my lips-- too much making me cry out and push back against him. What I felt then also startled me, my small fingertips. What the hell should he do! He knew what he'd like to do!"Are you theatening me, Rod?" No, Mister Anderson. I'd just like to talk to you for a few minutes. My sister and I would like to talk yo you, I mean, and we'd rather not let everybody hear."Betty had moved over and was standing beside her brother. Cliff wondered if they had sex together. God, what a lovely body! All the young girls were lovely! But he had his duty to perform! He couldn't let his thoughts, his desires, stand in the way of. Your strong calloused hands caress my sensitive nipples. I love how your hands feel on my skin. I throw my head back as I feel your tongue lavish my left nipple. Your hands move down my sides to my waist. You quickly pushdown my shorts and panties. You push me to the bed your tongue and lips still worshiping my breasts. I lay back on the bed your weight deliciously crushing me. Your hands move lower, they caress the outside of my thighs. Soon they travel up the inside of my thighs. I let out a.