#81600 - He could now see my full body, from my dainty feet propped up either side, to my glistening cleft, squeezing and stretching under my ministrations, up my belly to my small but perky teenage breasts, one petite nipple being rolled around between my left thumb and forefinger, and even to my face, mouth open, gasping with need. But what was his view? Looking up towards my lower body, all he could now see was my shapely bum and hips, which are admittedly one feature I am most proud of. (Did I just dream it, or did I feel my dad’s hand sliding up my inner thigh as I sat there seemingly unconscious in the passenger seat?) As soon as I stumbled through the door, I grabbed a towel and headed straight for the shower, partly to wake me up and partly because I bloody needed it! All kinds of nastiness coated my skin, not just from a couple of hours of copulation, but everything that had come before – beer and fizzy drinks and pizza grease and dust and badly applied make-up, and all the other ac
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