I don't think he heard me moaning when I came, he probably figured it was the tv. I doubted he knew his daughter was in the next room masturbating to...the sound of him stroking himself! I never considered my dad a pervert or anything, in fact, all this just made me horny as hell, and I decided I wanted to see what I was hearing! Hiding in the closet wasn't really an option, it always seems like one, but it just wasn't. I decided on a small closed circuit video surviellance system I. I started kissing her cheeks, her shoulder, her neck. The neck of her dress was a little deep and my lips were kissing her all over.I pulled her up a little as my lips met her cleavage and my hands on her ass. My lips on her breasts made her go crazy. She was moaning loud now. I knew I have got her spot and there was no stopping us now. I pulled her dress over her ass as my hands felt her ass over her panty.My mouth was exploring all her breasts I could with the dress on. I licked them. Bit. We knew each other's bodies. I knew where to touch both of them to elicit the best response and they knew me. I had urged that they breast feed long after most women quit. I liked their swollen breasts and the milk. They feed not just their own but the other children on an as requested basis, which ended being a lot of breast feeding. Both of them had full breasts tonight and I feasted on them both. I did it often when there was something inside their pussies or asses. It made their orgasms far. I didn't even look out the window. I had spent the day going to the different classes on my schedule. I found that I was ahead in all of them thanks to my reading during the remodeling of the Dean's house. Last night I had gotten a well deserved night of sleep. Tonight I was feeling good and slightly horny. As soon as it was dark, I started watching out the window towards the dark upper floor of the Dean's house. Half an hour after dark the first light went on. One glance told me that it was.