I'd hoped she was telling me she'd return today. But she'd never shown up. The kiss we'd had in the sea yesterday was my first, real girl/girl kiss that promised so many other firsts I'd wanted to share with her. But, Ellise was probably back in Denmark by now. On the spur of the moment I decided to add another first without Ellise. Pushing Jason away, I moved to kneel before the drawn up legs of the girl who was still breathing deeply from her orgasm. Spreading her legs until her knees touched the blanket, I lowered my mouth to the pussy that was open before me. The smell of her was overwhelming. Much more powerful than anything I'd ever smelled on fingers or the faces of men who'd eaten my pussy. Carefully avoiding her sensitive clit I pressed my mouth against her pussy hole and began to suck. She knew it was me between her legs but except for an initial hesitation, she'd relaxed her legs and closed her eyes. Releasing her legs, I brought my hands to and then under her ass cheeks,. When our eyes met, we both shocked and gave fake smile. He viewed from bottom to top and I was like frozen. I took one step and leaned forward to take the t-shirt and he was still standing confused. Even I was leaned; I saw my nipple poking out so he also must have seen.He returned back without saying anything. I smiled with thinking anything and wore the t-shirt and lower. I went to dad and asked why did you come to my room? “I came to your room saying to you, you sister delivery date is decided, but I did not know you were changing. “Dad said.”It is okay dad” I said thinking my mind what was lingering on his mind. “You looked absolutely stunning” Dad complimented me. “I looked down and smiled and moved away. I was like “Oh my God someone has seen me in two pieces and it was the dad and also he complemented. It sent the shivers down in my spine” I was fascinated and ran out of mind. I wanted to pry out more of my dad. I became self-obsessed. I did not know what was happening with me.
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