Both Dad and Mr Davidson came up to me at the same time.“Hi Daddy. Hi Daddy George,” I said cheerfully. “How was the game?”I held my face up f...r kisses and received two in quick succession.“The game was terrific,” said Mr Davidson. “The lead kept changing throughout the game. Then it was tied-up for most of the last quarter.”“Mmm!” said Dad. “Do I smell chocolate brownies?”“Brownies?” said Mr Davidson. “As in ... home-made Freeman brownies?”“They’re for later,” I said and put a stern expression. Yes, I loved every exquisite thing his mouth was doing to me. Yes, I wanted to feel his hands on me, touching me, teasing me. He undressed me — leaving a trail of kisses where there had been buttons — and laid me back against the steps. He kissed all the way down my right leg to the top of my foot and then all the way back up my left leg until he was hovering above my breasts. He took my breasts in his hands and lowered his mouth to my nipple. Slowly, gently he sucked, first one then the. I leaned over and kissed her. We kissed gently; little kisses, and I felt her tongue caress my lips. I opened my mouth slightly and let her tongue find mine. I slid my hand between her thighs, feeling her legs spread wider as our tongues twirled in my mouth. I pulled my mouth away, making my way down to her neck as she leaned her head back, and went for the little soft spot below her throat. I kissed and flicked my tongue over it, making her moan quietly as I moved my fingers over her. Moreover, these steps should feel natural for her, and she should take these steps on her own will.I kept praising her for the routine.I once praised her for keeping herself in such good shape religiously, adding something like it’s great that they have this discipline in their family. But, the conversation that followed gave me confirmation that she has issues with her body image. However, I kept insisting that she was unnecessarily worrying about her weight.I tried explaining that having some.