Calista noticed the rise in her father. He knew she was near he just wanted back enough to her yet. Moving his now clean body to the bed with the small dagger. She settled him in fluffing the pillow under his head . She then proceeded to grab some of the special oil she used to rub into his scars when they were bothering him. Pulling back the sheet she straddled his waist and proceed to drizzle the mixture on his bare chest. Her hands which were petiete contined to work the inflexiable skin softening it up to allow it to be easier for hom to move.<br/><br/>She continued to process working down his chest arms until his upper ody was gleaming in the soft light of his room.she could feel his hardness between her legs in her position. The large piece having grown even more simce she had started. She moved down and let it rise before her. Taking a bit of oil she drizzled it on to him, she knew she couldn't leave him light that. She wanted him to be relaxed and comfortable until she could find a way to come back to her.<br/><br/>So she took both oily hands and started to stroke his cock with both of them. It had been awhile since she was intimate with her father and she felt like she was taking advantage of him in this situation. But she knew he would be more relaxed after release. Calista wondered if her hands would be enough as she gripped and stroked him.<br/>r<br/>Deciding it was just the two of them she stood up and undid her dress. Restdraddling him naked she started to rub against him as she continued to slowly stroke him bring him to full life. As she grew wetter she knew she needed to take it to the next step and in the process help her heal by being in complete control since her young lover.<br/>y<br/>Slicking him up with another drizzle of oils and rubbed the extra into her own folds. Gripping him she slowly worked herself down on to his length crying out as she torn to fit him inside. Gettung up on the balls of her feet she started to lift up and down slowly.