Diana
"Sit on my lap," he said softly. "It will help me feel your truth better."
I hesitated only a second before I obeyed. I lowered myself onto his thighs, my back against his chest. His robes were thin enough that I could feel the heat of his body right away. His hands settled on my waist, holding me steady.
"Tell me what you did last night after you left," he whispered against my ear.
I bit my lip. "I touched myself, Father. I could not stop thinking about your hand on my face. I rubbed my p***y until I came, whispering your name."
He groaned low in his throat. I felt his c**k twitch and start to harden under me. "You are such a sweet, sinful girl." His hands slid up my sides, then cupped my breasts through my blouse. He squeezed gently, thumbs brushing over my hard n*****s. "Do
