"Ellie!" my dad exclaimed my name, but gently. When I looked at him, I pouted. That made him roll his eyes right back at me, but then he was moving, throwing his legs over the side of the bed. "Fine," he said as he walked to the door and disappeared outside.
He came back five minutes later with the little bucket from our room filled to the brim with ice. Handing it to me, I set it on the nightstand on my side of the bed and then grabbed a piece. Lying back on my pillow, I ran it back and forth across my forehead. It felt so good, it was actually arousing. Of course, being half-naked and lying in bed next to my father may have had something to do with that.
The cube melted in about a minute, so I grabbed another and placed it right in the middle of my breasts. Slowly dragging it around my
