He held his daughter's arms up holding her wrists in one of his huge hands and brought his face into her right armpit. Neelu's soft armpit hairs were ...oaked in sweat. Her father licked the sweat off her armpit hair and skin. Neelu was breathing hard and she gasped as her father sucked on her armpit hair pulling them gently with his lips. She pulled her arms free and wrapped them around her father's neck as his face got even more fiercely buried in her armpit.Her father moved his face away from. ... What... were they wearing in the dream? Were they both completely naked, or was she wearing some sort of kinky leather getup? And was he going down on her? God she bet that would feel good, guys in her fantasies would always lick her out a lot. Yeah, she would so eagerly mount Mark's face, grab both of his ears and wouldn't let him stop. He could lick her for hours and she'd still want more..."Shut up, brain, shut up!" she hissed out loud. "This is Mark! Maaark!!" Sure she'd often have. ”“It’s a beautiful name.”“We’ll name our daughter that,” I said, waiting for her reaction.“Daughter?” Xera frowned, her pointed ears twitching. “What?”I shivered. “I’m ... pregnant. And I haven’t been with a halfling male,” I quickly added. “I think ... that’s what the plant-elf did to me. Right before she died. She changed me. I’m pregnant, and you’re the father. Or mother or whatever you say in your tongue.”Speaking those words, naming my unborn daughter after my sister, lightened my heart.. Why don't we invite Ann, that's her name, to lunch?"Her mind was racing at a million miles an hour, thinking of how to seduce Davy, the six foot tall teen with his sun-bleached hair and tight, tight buns. 'But first, I've got to remove Ann from the picture. Dutch can have her. In fact, I'll help him get her. I'll seduce her for him.'"That's a great idea," Dutch said in response. "When?" He couldn't help but reveal how anxious he was to meet her."I don't know yet. Why don't we call her and see.