I’m in no hurry, I have at least another hour so I can afford to take it slow and enjoy a long build up to a screaming orgasm. If he can, I hope he thinks it’s because I’m upset and not because I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been before in my life. With my back to my father, I pull my shirt off over my head and take off my plain white bra. In my mind I’m about to tell him to do it when I hear someone clear their throat loudly. given the situation. I almost forget I’m naked until I feel my dad patting my bare ass. I imagine my brother is suddenly there on top of me. That’s when I hear a zipper coming down. Is this really happening? “I’m sure it does.” My dad looked down between my legs. I’m afraid he’s ashamed of me and what we just did. God, that’s so friggin’ hot! I hate you!”
“Go ahead an open up those skinny legs of yours and let me see
