That was three years ago.He walked through the aisles of a new store, well, new to him anyway. He'd rarely come to this part of town and had never see... this particular store. It was an antiquarian bookstore, full of the rich aroma of paper with lots of nooks and crannies in the confused floor plan. He been browsing for about an hour when he came across a small alcove surrounded by bookshelves that reached the ceiling. A small, padded bench with a high back was in the middle of the area, which. . Then moved to her ears which I bit lightly and then again to the bottom of her neck..from there I rolled my tongue till her chin making it all wet.. she was responding with umm um umm sounds.. I was enjoying it as well. She was taking long breaths and with each breath, her breasts were moving up and down. It was such a sight! she was even moving her pelvis to the rhythm of my movement on her. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning softly. Suddenly she held my hands and removed them from her. I put my hands behind my back; sort of crossing my right foot behind my left, twisting a little with my hips and watching my dad get a good look at me. My nipples were hard as stones, poking through my t-shirt, especially the right one, since there wasn't any pocket to hide it.My heart was pumping hard and I felt that familiar flush of excitement wash over me, so I gave a tiny shiver, little goosebumps appearing on my arms. I was going to get off, just being looked at by my dad and I couldn't. And would have if not for the fact that she had come to his room with a purpose: To become an adulteress. If he didn’t fuck her properly, didn’t fuck her in the cunt, didn’t come inside her, there might be a doubt, a technicality that she might later try to use to excuse or explain her behavior. She paused for a moment but he did try to discuss the point further. When she didn’t respond immediately, he took that as his answer and slid his erection gently into her cunt instead. The deed was.