The ice cube was almost gone but my dad was still tickling his fingers over my n****e. "That feels so nice, daddy," I whispered as another shudder rolled through my body.
As soon as my whisper reached his ear, I felt his hand slide down off my breast and onto my stomach. I pouted. Then, reaching my hand out, I scooped two ice cubes from the little bucket and popped them into my mouth. They were melting rapidly.
Turning back toward my dad, I asked, "Will you do that a little more on my chest?"
He cleared his throat and then leaned over me once more, as I had hoped. With his body hovering over mine, I quickly spit the two cubes into my hand and then immediately reached down and slid my hand into his shorts and took hold of my father's very erect p***s.
"ELLIE!" he gasped my name.
But I
