Your hands are so soft…” She checked. Her small hand even slipped under the belt of my jeans. “Why!” she exclaimed. “Is the adrenaline doi...ng this wonder?” “I don’t know, but I liked you at first sight. You are extremely beautiful.” “You have a sharp eye.” I reached out cautiously and wrapped my arms around her waist. I buried my face in her firm springy breasts, my lips creeping up gingerly toward her neck. She grabbed my cock and started rubbing it slowly. My groin tingled with. Part of me always felt guilty and ashamed whenever I eavesdropped or watched from the shadows, but it was a desire that I found increasingly difficult to resist. Something about the way it guaranteed I’d hear and know the truth in a life strewn with growing insecurities and worries these last few months.Operating the lock as slowly and quietly as I could, I eased the door an inch or so open with the same care and then pushed my ear to the gap. I couldn’t hear the words, but it was clear to me. Passed out or not she was moaning with this action and her hips were moving with our fingers, her mouth was open as she breathed harder, her head turning side to side and I was in heaven watching this. I sat back and watched as R fingered her and then put 2 then 3 fingers in her and opened her pussy more and more. He withdrew his fingers and traced her asshole with a finger as he smiled. I said we might as well get naked also and the clothes went off really fast and we straddled her naked. "But I don't mind sharing personal stuff with you. It's just a little new to me, sharing things like that," I told her."Thanks dad," she replied. Then after pausing, waiting while I figured out what to say, she added, "Well, did you?"I wanted to laugh at her eleven year-old persistence but knew that was the wrong direction to go. "Well, after mom left just a few days after our first time when we were 14, I didn't have sex again until I was about 18. I guess that's not a lot." And after that?".