
Then he was there, his hand reaching out and touching her small, forming mammary. In her dream she almost jumped out of bed as his hand caressed her.
"Hush!" the man hissed. "I've been lying on the floor beside your bed just waiting until your mother went to the bathroom. Move over a little and let Daddy in."
Daddy looked so much taller and thinner in her dream. His naked body seemed baby like and hairless, except for the thorn bush at his groin. The penis was somewhat obscure, since the girl had never seen an erect male organ in her young life.
"Be quiet, Daddy," she warned. "Do be careful."
His hands, large and strong, caressed her young body, and her heart leaped at the touch of him as the rattle of water in the shower sounded much louder than it ever had in real life since she was at the other end of the hall from the bathroom.
Her father slid beneath the sheet covering her, and he began kissing her girlish body, running his hot tongue over the hard, swollen nipples and biting tenderly on the slightly swollen mounds, themselves. The girl rolled herself against the man in her dream, and he lifted his face to her. She shuddered as she felt the imaginary penis press itself against her body. In her dream, it felt like soft velvet, totally lacking the hardness that would have been necessary for penetration. The texture was smooth.
