It teases around and about, coming to rest between my breasts. A soft moan escapes my lips as you lean forward, your wet tongue circling the honey-col...ured, firm flesh. The tip of your tongue flicks over my small brown nipple and presses into it as it hardens.Your hand slides across my stomach, brushing over my pussy mound, slipping between parted thighs. The sweat makes every movement fluid. Our warm skin in contact halts all other fleeting bits in my mind, slowly becoming aware and attuned. . But most of all, I was thrilled that my father spoke to me like I was a man. And when that grin popped onto his face and he said, “In fact, after watching you take your birthday-presents like a fucking animal, as soon as we’re done here, I’m gonna go in there and give my little girl one hell of a ride.” I felt myself start to get hard again. Then it was all business-like again. Dad explained that his older brother, my uncle Glen, took care of everything up-north at the cabin. Uncle. She was wearing a black lace bra and matching panties, which contrasted with her pale skin. Her well proportioned body, had been a little neglected, since she never felt the need to impress another man, so there were a few more curves due to the extra pounds, making her chubby but not fat. ********** He sat comfortably on the pillow, and drove off. He tried to figure out how hold was she, and then realized it was a milestone birthday, the big Four-O. No wonder she was pissed. So he had to. After ten or so orgasms I would only producea drop or two of semen but was able to remain erect and bring myself to orgasm afterorgasm. I was not to learn until many years later how abnormal this was. My perversions began to drive me to explore then. I began to sneak into my parent'sbedroom and into her dresser drawer. I was careful to only take things I didn't think shewould miss. My first treasured items were a few pairs of fully-fashioned nylons. Late atnight when I was certain they were.