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Dream or NotDream or Not———-Many times I had watched my father and his girlfriends make out on the couch in the living room below me late at night, not really understanding what exactly was going on, but knowing that they were enjoying themselves. I was too young to understand and naive to comprehend their activities.I had seen the girls climb atop my father, grunting, groaning and gyrating back and forth on his stomach. I saw their breasts bouncing up and down, his hands reaching up and grabbing them, manipulating their nipples in his fingertips and suckling them as he thrust upward. He had covered their mouths tightly to prevent their loud moaning from reverberating throughout the small a-frame house.They would slump down after the vigorous activities, and he would push their heads between his legs, holding onto them and their hair, and move his hips until he arched his back and thrust a few final times before relaxing his grip on them. Shortly afterward, they would arise, get dressed and leave the house, smiling, disheveled and satisfied. türkçe bahis Father would remain prone, slightly covered by blankets in the darkness, then rise and move off to his bedroom. I saw his large fleshy member dangling as he moved, but did not realize what it was that I was seeing.It was on my si*th birthday, father had taken me out to dinner in town some 40 minutes from home to celebrate the occasion. We enjoyed laughing, him teasing me about now being old enough to drive, joking that all on the road had better give me wide birth on the road. We drove home, and I snuggled close to him in the car, as the chill of autumn was in the air. His body was warm and I hugged him as we drove with my arm around his shoulder, my perk breasts pressed hard against his side and my left arm around his stomach. It was our movie night, once a week, we got the DVD’s out chose one to watch. I was sleepy from the car ride, and he helped me into the house. It was early still, but I went upstairs and slipped into my nightgown and robe, as güvenilir bahis siteleri often I fell asleep before the movie was over. He started a fire in the fireplace, and got a blanket out and pulled it over me.As we watched the movie, I kept pulling the blanket over my head during the intense scenes as he laughed and described the horrors to me, tickling me under the blanket all the while. I pressed my head into his lap, my hands on his legs, as I stretched out lying on my side next to him. His arm lay d****d longwise along my side; it felt warm and comforting to me. I began to doze slightly as the movie went on. Strangely, a wonderful sensation came upon me in my dreamy state; his hand had rested on my breasts. Not moving, I felt my nipples harden to his touch thru the nightgown. u*********sly I noticed a gentle kneading of my breast by his large hands, soft rubbing and squeezing. My hands, which were nestled under my head between his legs stirred slightly as his manhood, had stiffened under my cheeks. Taking care güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri to move slowly, my one hand fully touched his swelling member. He moved his hips slightly and with his hand, he moved my hand onto himself. He grasped my wrist and began moving my hand up and down his length. His other hand moved under my nightgown onto the naked flesh of my chest and breast. I felt his fingertips gently massage my hardened nipple between them and heard him breath heavily as it did.Unsure of what to do, I grasped his manhood in my hand and felt it grow even larger. Fumbling with my other hand, I undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants and pulled at them. I felt him lift up his buttocks and his pants slipped down, exposing his manhood to my hand, and to my amazement to my eyes in his lap. My fingers went around him, feeling his member hot in my hand, and with my other hand, I clasped it and stroked it. In a matter of seconds, gushes of white sticky fluids shot from its head onto my hands, streams of it on my face and in my hair. He clasped my hands and continued to encourage me to stroke him.I awoke the next morning in my bed, unsure of whether I had had a dream or a fit of imagination. Father never said a word about the night before except that I had fallen asleep in his lap and he had carried me to bed.

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