This brought a sharp intake of breath from her, but as I moved my fingers gently across the two nubbin’s, I felt the nipples harden to my touch. She...was breathing harder now so I knew that she had sensitive nipples. As I continued to play with her breasts, I bent over and kissed the nape of her neck. She turned her head towards me, and I took a chance and leaned in to kiss her on the lips. Letting go of her tits, I placed a hand on either side of her face and continued kissing her, just short. 'Show her', I said feeling titillated by the thought of a father 'Painting his young daughter' with the same sperm that helped to created her, my husband went white.My daughter also looked at me as I sat there sipping my G&T, cool and calm, 'Would you like to have the experience darling', I asked her?She looked back at her father, and then I saw her eyes drop to his crotch for a moment, smile, look back to me, and nod her head enthusiastically, 'Yes', she replied, then back to her father, 'Will. He took a breast and kneaded it rolling her nipple with his palm before taking the other nipple between his lips and sucking on the rubbery texture and feeling it tighten. He then took turn with her other breasts and the reaction was the same. He sat back up on his hunches and saw he had left trails of fluid on her belly like a snail. He reached out with both hands and began mould her breasts again. They felt so comforting in his palms.He slid his hands down across her ribs until he reached her. ”Dessie chuckled as she held her cup out in a mock salute. “It’s not only the same brand; it’s the same coffee. I had just opened a 1-kilo bag but decided to take it with us rather than it going stale while sitting in our hotel kitchen all summer.”“Well, I’m glad you did, because it certainly tastes great.”A little later, they sat on a big rock a hundred feet or so from their fire while eating their meals. The area provided a better view as they passed the binoculars back and forth while trying.