I sat at the computer to see how, what dad and I talked about, would look on the spread sheet. Kate came out of the bedroom and into the bath without ...eeing me. She did see me coming out of the bath and a happy smile came to her face and was gone so quickly I wasn’t sure it had been there. She was chilled now her arms across her chest she pulled a shirt on that was lying on the couch. She sat and asked quietly, ‘Where have you been?’ ‘At my parents home, my room is still has some of my stuff.. "That must have been fun to watch. Next time wake me." I kissed him as I let two fingers play in and out of him.He moaned. "It's much better when you do it. It doesn't feel like that when I touch myself." He shivered. "You make me feel so good, Papi."I had planned to just fuck him, but it was mesmerizing watching him build from just my fingers. I shifted my position so I could watch his face and his body. He arched and gasped; sometimes looking like he was in pain and at others looking like he. I would take a deep drag and try to exhale slowly in an attempt to avoid the smell, but he was in total control and his cock was quickly back inside my mouth. "That's it bitch, suck my cock, take daddy's cock down your slut throat." He grunted as he pulled my panties down. "Yes that's it; daddy's going to finger your dirty, soaking wet cunt as you suck him off." His words were driving me crazy as nobody had ever spoken to me like that before and by the time his grubby fat fingers had reached my. So we danced with them. We had a good time and then we all went our separate ways. The next week they were there and we danced with them again. This time we danced slow dances too. We all swapped partners each dance. It was a lot of fun. I never told you about it because I didn’t know how you would react. I guess I should have known right there that if I thought I had to hide something from you then it was probably the wrong thing to do. They didn’t show up the next week, well at least all.