.. for me to play and see how far I could push him. I was dressed to the nines in a blue semi formal dress, sheer stockings and open toed sling back heels. He didn’t clean up bad either. He sat across from me in the limo and I decided to test the water. We were just looking at each other eye to eye wondering what the other was thinking, when I slipped my shoe off, extended my leg and stocking clad foot to his cheek. I ran my toes back and forth across his cheek back to where my toes were touching his lips. He gently took my foot in his hand, kissed the tip of my toes, then ran his tongue under neath my toes causing me to close my eyes and gasp with pleasure. He then picked up my shoe, slipped it back on my foot and gave me a little smirk, letting me know he could play games too. I thought about that little exchange of flirtation the rest of the night. I even felt my panties dampen. This couldn’t be, I’m the one whose always in control. I make the rules. I don’t think he’s playing by. Dad followed me. Dad squatted on the bathroom floor and ordered me to massage his back. I started massaging his back, his dick was hardening, I moved my hand to his butt, as he was sitting I couldn’t go deep, so he got up, I could understand my dad has fallen for me. He turned to me with open hands for hugging, “Dad my clothes will become oily don’t hug me”, I thought he will ask me to remove it. I turned to go to my room, “Jothi where are you going? Be here for some more time, I need your help” – dad was thinking how to get along with me. “Toilet for pissing” – I told him and as expected he told me to do it in the bathroom. I pulled up the gagra and haunched in front of him to urinate. He was rest less, I was about to finish my pissing, he squatted on the floor with a mug full of water and started cleaning my pussy. His hands were shivering and the rod hardened. “Dad, shall I masturbate you”? Before he could reply I took his big rod in my hand and started massaging it. He got up.
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