I grabbed my Dad’s hand and pushed it to my breast. His touch on my n****e created an almost instantaneous reaction, as it hardened and projected itself into his fingers. I leaned up and kissed him with a burning need that even I wasn’t prepared for. My Dad could feel my tongue probing and seeking entrance, and he was powerless to refuse me.
Within seconds, he opened to my hunger as we twisted and tangled together, and as I gave him a temporary respite, I ran the tip of my tongue across his upper palette. My Dad let out an involuntary moan of pleasure and delight. Gud! Could I kiss! His hand idly rubbed back and forth over my n****e as his free hand slowly moved to touch and sample the firmness of my other tit. Just as his inhibitions were starting to wane, he felt my hand run up his thi
