“Dr. Wilson is great,” I say remembering how easy she is to talk to and how comfortable I feel around her. “My first session with her was last T...hursday,” I continue. “She told me that my mother knows who my father is, because of the way she treats me. Dr. Wilson said that mom lashes out at me, because my real father somehow disappointed her.”“That makes sense,” grandma agrees. “I often thought the same thing myself. She always got angry when your grandfather or I asked her if she was sure that. His rigid shaft pressing against her inner thigh. He grabs it and starts rubbing it slowly over her wetness. She stifles a moan as the tip rubs against her clit. Grabbing her hips he guides his stiffness and slowly slides the tip inside her. They both sigh as he plunges deeper inside her until his cock is all the way inside her wet pussy. He begins to slide it in and out of her, enjoying the feel of her tight pussy. He pumps in and out of her as he reaches around her to grab her nipples. “Have you gone crazy?” Melissa yelled at her father.“You’ve been asking for it. Hell, you’ve probably already been putting-out to the boys as school,” her father said, as he grabbed the front of her bra and ripped it in two, letting her very ample teen breasts spill out, completely exposing them to her father.Melissa acted without thinking, as she slapped her father. He returned the favor by almost knocking her down. While the teen was stunned, her father got the torn blouse and bra off her,. .. Experiment?" Said Sara, nervously. "Only if you want to." I replied with a nervous smile. Sara came over, and sat down right in front of me."Experiment" is the word we use when we touch each others bodies. It's a good feeling, but we never thought of it as anything sexual. We sat facing each other, and Sara poked my left breast. She began to rub the nipple, and I let out a small moan. I lightly squeezed her right breast, and she started to massage both of my breasts. She let out a.