" Sure, sweetheart, then you can pump me."They looked shocked for a moment then burst out laughing. I reviewed what I had said and laughed with them."...ou naughty girls, you know what I mean." Daddy, I think that was what is known as a Freudian slip. Where you say what you REALLY want. Thats OK dad, anytime you need 'pumping' one of us will be happy to oblige."Oh my God, what were these two thinking.We put swimsuits on and tried out the surf-skis. A lot of fun and then we worked out how to fish. I was in a haze from my long, continuous orgasm and I'm sure Jason was dazed at having lost his cherry. I remember I looked at the clock and was amazed to see we’d been sucking and fucking non-stop for over an hour. I was amazed he'd had the stamina to last that long before admitting he wasn't going to come again. I sure as hell wasn't going to complain as I laid there resting in the crook of his arm in the aftermath of one of the best fucks and orgasms of my life!It was about then that the. I slide one hand up my skirt and push my panties to the side. I am dripping wet from my little fantasies. I slowly circle my fingertip around my clit until I can feel the pressure building up, then I slip down just a little and slide one finger into my pussy. One finger soon becomes two, and I sigh as I imagine it's your dick filling me. I bring myself right to the edge of orgasm before I stop. I'm turning into the parking lot.I park the car and adjust my clothes before sending you a message.. Jean was already there curled up on one end of the couch. I handed her the float and sat down on the other end. She took a spoon full of ice cream put it in her mouth and sighed ,"I do love root beer floats."I let her eat for a few minutes then I said,"Ok, let's hear it." "Well you remember a couple of months ago when you caught me sneaking into the house at 4:30 AM?" Yea." I replied as I took a bite of ice cream. "Cal's parents were gone that night so Cal and I went back to his place. We.