His hand?? Realizing this, my Dad sent his hands sliding slowly up my sweaty, sensitive inner thighs, over my flat tummy, taking hold of my young tits…I moaned and shut my eyes, because he was looking up at me, watching my face, and I didn’t want to think about who was making me feel this way. XXX He sighed, his blue eyes regretful, and still…something else. He told me to lie down on the bed, and I did. oh man it hurt a lot what the hell was that, it didn’t feel good AT ALL, and I was instantly not horny, pushing at him, trying to sit up. He sighed, his blue eyes regretful, and still…something else.
