I continued down. Meanwhile my fingers began fucking her. Two fingers slid in and out of her passage. The thumb pressed and released her clit. This go...t her really moaning.She added a quiet, "Ooh," when I stopped at her inny navel and drilled it with my tongue tip. I discovered the texture of her well coiffed triangle of black pubic hair before dabbing my tongue over her clit. Her hips rose a foot. When I moved past, she grabbed me."Patience, my dear," I said in a devilish whisper."No," she. He stiffened and then continued patting me. I let my mound grind on his leg and again he stopped. “What’s wrong Daddy?” I asked innocently and pulled my head back to look into his eyes revealing my naked chest.I leaned back on his shoulder and continued to rock and grind. I could feel my Dad’s breath quicken. Good – he was having a reaction. His leg was getting wetter and he must have felt my small body shudder as I orgasmed at the thought of wanting to be my father’s fuck toy.“I love you. A long while ago before we had k**s, my wife and I were pretty heavy partiers. Drinks, shots and she dabbled in recreational stuff. One night we were out with a few friends and were pretty well wasted, she more then I cause she was doing liquid G. My buddy drove so I told him to crash at my house so he didn't have to go all the way to his house. So on the was she passed out and we had to carry her into the house. She finally was able to stagger down the hall to the bedroom and on the way she. We both were sitting on the back seat. I saw him getting more into action. His hand was now over my shoulder and as the cab started he came closer to me.His one hand was on the shoulder and another hand was in my left hand gripping tightly my fingers over my lap. We were getting a little cozy in that short ride. But we continued just talking about usual things. After around 10 minutes of the ride, the driver wanted to go for the loo.So he asked if he can stop by the nearest petrol pump. Anil.