She was wearing shorts and a v neck t-shirt that exposed her cleavage a bit. We sat on the sofa and started talking. Since we had known to each other ...nd had a good rapport with her. Even after the ages, I felt an instant connection.I did not feel like I was talking to some new person. I felt so comfortable there. She felt so happy to see me after years. She asked me to have something and went into the kitchen to bring some mango juice. Her T-shirt was stuck to her back that gave an impression. .. Her house-mates in the background, on the couch, watching on, their expressions suggesting that they are more curious than turned on...Nathan calls, “Drop lower ... Position A, Mel ... Position A...” – in a way that suggests they’ve watched lots of dogporn together and studied ‘the form’ and named the positions...Melissa looks from Nathan, to the dog behind her, and adjusts her position – dropping from her hands to her elbows, her chest (and tits) dropping down toward the floor, angling her. I can sense that they were soft. As she was not responding, I got more courage and instead of one or two finger, I pushed my full hand. No one can see but I pressed her boobs once or twice with my full hand from side. Then I put hand down between her thigh and my thigh. As I was carrying a side bag and it was placed on my thighs so no one can see the action below that. First I touched her thigh with full palm. She pulled her leg away me and maybe looked at me as I was pretending that I was. It was rather nice that my Daddy enjoyed my breasts, and I started to feel a little glow inside.I had to turn away to pull my knickers down, but I thought I heard Daddy saying something under his breath as I bent down to pick them up off the floor, giving him a really good view of my vulva peeping between my thighs. It sounded like “Mmm, that 's nice,” but it was so quiet I couldn't be sure. When I turned round though, there was no doubt about the look of pure desire on his face, and then he.