She wore her old fashioned clothes and never gave any impression of being sexy or being friendly for such things. The next day we were in goa and car ...eceived us to take us to a hotel. I had never been to goa ( she had been for her honeymoon). When we sat in the car she told me that we are going to stay in a very exclusive resort with a beach and it is fully a private place and very beautiful. We soon landed in the resort and walked into the reception . We were received by a very handsome. The next morning they met and this repeated for several days. Then Stoner asked her if she would consider going steady with him and she yes of course. That afternoon Jasmine meet stoner after school and they were talking and walking. There was a park on the other side of school grounds so they walked over there and sat on the picnic tables just talking and holding hands and kissing. They were so tied up in each other that didn’t realize that Jasmines mom showed up to pick her after cross. No stretch marks, no sagging. I sweep my hands up and down but I want to take my hands between my legs so badly. I can see it in my eyes - desire, lust, want, need! My nipples are already erect, waiting for me. Small, pert breasts which feel warm and inviting in my hands. I twirl the nipples between my fingers. They're beautiful - dark and proud and quite large considering I'm only a 34B. Boyfriends have loved them - one almost to obsession, suckling them till they hurt. I can feel my heart. I shuddered at the feel of my father’s shaft through his clothing. “Aching for me to visit you.”I looked down. “Of course not, father.”“You don’t have to lie to me, Ava.” He held my hands against his dick.I took a deep breath. My hands clenched his dick. Maybe I’d get away with a handjob. “I try not to Father. But you’re just so ... handsome.” I looked up at him. “Strong.” I licked my lips. “And bold. I never see you. You’re always in council meetings.”“Missing me,” he asked, his dick throbbing.