With one hand still caressing and massaging my t**s, I removed the hand from my p***y and then fondled my t**s with it. I moaned and then took it back to my bikini bottom. Teasing myself, my breath caught in my throat and I spread my legs.
"Mmmm," I purred, dipping one finger through the wet slippery gash of my cunt. "Oooooh!" My hips jerked up as the tip of my finger glided over my blood-filled sensitive c**t. "Unnnn!"
Trembling, I stroked my p***y, the tip of my tongue flicking over my parted lips to keep them moist as I gasped air into my lungs. Warm p***y-cream drenched my urgent fingers and the sweet scent of my turned-on p***y drifted up to make my head spin.
Panting, I closed my eyes, pretending my father was at the foot of the bed watching me. "Ooooh, Daddy. Look at me." It was
