Oh what the hell, why not? It's not like her parents were going to disapprove, right?Susie quietly pulled back the covers to expose her father's geni...tals. Carefully, she grasped his flacid penis and began squeezing it ever so gently. She slowly got up on her knees, as his penis swelled and lengthened. Damn, she thought, my father has a beautiful, sexy cock! The very act of thinking that thought was still so wicked and naughty, that it made her blush. It also made her vagina quiver again. ” Her hands worked quickly, undoing my trousers she soon had them open and her restrained hands inside my boxers, clumsily searching. Hoping to distract her, I stroked my palms over her chest and over her heaving breasts, following the curve of them up to her shoulders again. I dragged the back of my fingers down them again to feel the bullets of her nipples desperately pushing against the thin material. She moaned and bit her lip as my fingers pinched them, but she managed to free my manhood. James experienced an epiphany with the garden that day. He discovered it afresh as he touched and tasted bark and moss, watched the bees at work, and inhaled the smell of fresh rubbed herbs. He experienced a new awareness with the urgency of an addict long denied access to his desire. He was a wonder to watch; Gemma felt she was privileged to be a part of his discovery of self and surroundings. “Thank you Gemma, thank you,” he said quietly. “Now you know. Now you understand this my sensory day.. Because they were walking up on the south side, they couldn’t see the cloud rolling in from the North. The day was still bright, and the sky above them was still fairly clear, although it was filling steadily with high altitude clouds – not thick enough to block the sun, but a harbinger of a change in the weather, for the worse. To them it must have looked like a pretty good day. The sun was bright, the air was clear and the view, spectacular. Twenty minutes later, they were in sight of the end.