OK. Kissing and some petting, but that was through her clothes, not trying to remove them. That she could put up with.Paul straightened up slightly, s...miling down at Christy who was effectively lying down on the back seat."Kissing only," he said in a musing voice. "I assume a little tongue is permitted when I'm kissing your lips?" I guess," said Christy, giggling."Hey, what are you doing?" were her next words. Paul had lifted up her dress and his face was buried against her panties. No, it. He'd have done anything at that point to remove that barrel from his view! As it happened he didn't have to. Because right at that moment the largest tree in the clearing's center exploded.Curious as that was in itself, stranger still the tree's immolation really hadn't been that loud. One second a healthily Oak, next a shower of splinters with only a loud 'WOOF!' rather than a deafening 'bang' one might almost expect. As what was left of the tree fell in the woods, no one really heard it. They. Claire also felt her husband's hands on the girl's hips. She lay close, keeping her hands to herself, but as the young body began to respond to her husband's touch, Claire's temperature began to rise and her own nest became wet and her heart began to pound."Claire, make this young thing welcome."The voice was calm, but the undertones carried the threat of ramifications which Claire do not wish to face. Her arms went around the thin body and her hands cupped the small breasts. Her lips kissed. ” “It was wrong Elise, we shouldn't have done that. You're my daughter!” I interrupted before she said anything else. She closed her mouth for a second to think, but never stopped smiling. “I have always wanted a grown man much older than me, dad. I've spent countless nights wishing I could feel what it's really like to be a woman. Last night when you caught me masturbating I was thinking about you. I had never thought of it before, but something last night made me want you.” I couldn't believe.