Ironically she was so interested in looking at the shadows that she couldn’t see me leaning against a tree as she walked by. I was as clear as the h...nd in front of her face. If you wanted to get technical it was my hand that was in front of her face, and my other hand was wrapped securely around her waist. I dragged her deeper into the woods, but she did what had up till then been unheard of. She broke away and started running. That was a mistake. I was dressed for the occasion, while she was. Aap hi galt jaga par kiss kar rahi thi ..Fir chachi sarma ke boli are beta wo kiss to ek ladka jisko piyar krta hai usiko aisa kiss kr sakta hai” aur hum dono to maa’ beta jaisen hai,.To tu mujhe aisa kiss kese karsakta hai?? Fir mene bhi jan bhuj ke naraj hote huye chachi se kaha ki chachi me ky aapse nafrat krta hun? Piyar to krta hun aapse, jao me app se bat nahi karta bol ke apna muh dusri taraf ghuma liya,Fir chachi mere pas aai aur mujhe manane lagi aur boli tujko agr acha lagta hai to. I smiled as Daddy's lips parted as he both exhaled and swallowed, his need evident in his handsome face, and I made an effort not to pounce on him, hoping that it wouldn't show on my face. "Hi Daddy, welcome home," I said, aiming for sweet but my voice came out lower than I intended, husky, wanton and full of unspoken need. "H-hi," Daddy stuttered, his eyes not quite meeting mine as he continued to gawp at my barely concealed assets. "I think you've been avoiding me Daddy," I pouted. "I don't. I open my eyes, watching you stroke me now! I turn the hot water up and the shower starts to get steamy. I pull you up and I begin to start washing you off with the washcloth. I pull you into me, chest to chest and I wash your back in a half hug. I then turn you around, my chest against you back and I start washing your chest, lingering on your breasts and nipples, which have been becoming hard between the water and my touches. You take the cloth and do the same to me, washing my body with soap.