You're wearing jeans with a belt - you know I hate them but you think it's funny so you do it anyway - a black t-shirt and a jacket.You're wondering w...ether this was a good idea. You didn't warn me you were coming and I'm probably asleep by now. You press the doorbell and wait but there's no noise from the intercom, maybe this will be a wasted trip and you should just go home and pretend nothing ever happened. You press it again and nothing happens.Oh well, it was a stupid idea anyway, you. There was, however, the matter of her tongue, which lolled from her mouth to just below her chin. It made her look kind of goofy.“Lickitung, use Power Whip!”Christ, no need to shout. Everyone can hear you just fine, I thought.The pink-haired girl extended her tongue way past the point where tongues are supposed to go. Then again, she also just came out of a pokeball, so maybe I needed to suspend disbelief for the time being.The tongue flew back and then towards me with frightening speed. I. In fact she seemed to like it. I continued moving my hands all over her body. We then sat up close to one another and began kissing. By now all the lights were off in the plane and most of the people were asleep.I started fingering her. She hesitated and closed her legs. We got on talking and she told me that she was divorced from her husband. As we spoke, I again tried to finger fuck her. This time round she was more willing.I had my fingers in her and my mouth was on her tits which by now. " Oh, all right, Dad. Del's here too. We're fine."They certainly were, I thought. Fine and made me horny as hell.By the time I'd gotten back to her room, she and Delaney were under the covers."You girls cold?" I asked, trying to be casual. "I can turn up the heat a little. I know these old houses---" Dad," she laughed. "You don't have to put on an act." What?"Delaney, not the shy girl now, had eyed my engorged crotch. "You saw us fuck, didn't you?" she asked.I felt my face get hot. "Um.....yes..