"It was kind of a long walk back to the car and before we got there my dad put his hand on my ass. I was so surprised I couldn't breathe. He wasn't squeezing it or anything, just resting his hand there feeling the way my big cheek moved while I was walking. I didn't say anything because I was so afraid he'd take his hand away."
Lily's p***y felt even warmer. She couldn't count the number of times she'd imagined feeling her father's hand on her ass and hearing her friend's play-by-play account of her experience was making her p***y grow hot and moist inside her leggings. She thought of the way her father had fondled her ass during that kiss in the kitchen.
"It was my dad's way of thinking it over," Marcy went on. "But I was so happy just to have him touching me like that I couldn't think
