.. I am usually loud when I play my fucking video ga-- FUCK!!" my daughter exclaimed, her speech interrupted from her character dying in her game. "Wh...at the fuck dad can't you just let me be can't you see I am trying to concentrate here?!" My daughter looked up at me with a noticeably timid and frustrated face, her cheeks turning in a pinkish red tone from the frustration that she was feeling, almost in an accurate resemblance to her dyed crimson red hair. Truthfully, I came out here in the. I was tensing my legs and ankles and flexing my toes, holding my breath and releasing it and moaning softly as the sensations grew within me. I still wasn’t sure if I would be able to have an orgasm with her or not.That all changed when she flattened her tongue against me and began to wiggle it from side to side. The sensations in my little clitoris doubled and I reached down, locking my fingers in her hair, grinding my hips, pressing my entire pussy against her mouth. I could hear her. Success at long last![The preceding paragraphs mention a concept that became essential to my use of TK, so I'll explain it. Flying things around required very accurate "flying in formation" by all the TK-fingertips involved. Fortunately I had some degree of skill at that. Hold your two hands out in front of you with just your index fingers extended, so they're held beside each other and about two inches apart. Now write your name in the air, trying to move both fingers in perfect. “They get paid more, for doing more.” His hand came up slowly to her hip. He rested it there. She didn’t respond negatively to his touch at all. “Yeah, that’s right,” he said, moving his hand up further until he slowly ran his finger over her hard nipple. “You would be great.”She smiled and then looked over at the Boss. “I don’t think so,” he said. “Not right now anyway.” He laughed and stood up.“Too bad,” the man said, still holding onto her tit. “You would make a shitload of money.”“Dinner?”.