"His hands around her waist tightened, and he seemed to falter in his movements for a second. Cassie realized she was holding her breath, waiting for ...ome sort of audible response from him as well.A softly whispered "Damn" was her only reward."Damn?" she repeated, lifting her head and sending him a look that could kill. "All you can say is 'damn'?"He simply pressed her hips closer to his with one hand and pushed her head back down toward his shoulder with the other. "Feel that? I was already. I could feel him glide across my buttock, my right cheek, and settle in-between both, where he thickened and rose, like he always did. ‘Hello Mt Penis’, I said out loud, to which daddy replied, ‘Hello my daughters cute bum’, and I pushed back into him and ground against him, I may have been shy of my fifteenth, but I knew that meant nothing, now we were connecting. ‘I love that feeling daddy’, I told him, reassuring him I wanted to be here as much as he always yearned for me, to apply the. But it wasfun for me, because I really was not spit-shining my boots, I was lickshining them. I had discovered a few months before that I could get abrighter shine by running my tongue over the smooth leather surface. Soafter applying the wax, I would lovingly lick the boot and then rub thepolishing cloth in circular patterns. When the wax became dry, I would lickthe leather again, enjoying the sensual feeling of my tongue gliding overthe boot. As the gloss on my boots began to grow, so did. They arrived bang on time (9.30pm) and we headed out, me and 'S' (the girl) were dresssed to kill, with heels, short skirts and done up to look like total sluts, just the way we had planned ;)They had posted on the site where we were going (a well known dogging site just outside glasgow), so we expected a few people to turn up, i was, once again, super excited, my thong was soaking at the thought of what could happen tonight!When we arrived there was nobody around, so we found a quiet spot and.