I gotta take a piss—I'll meet you down in your room.” I grabbed two beers from the fridge as dad headed for the bathroom, and proceeded down the s...airs to my basement room. Dad showed in just a minute, as I sat and pulled of my socks. “Might as well loose those baseball pants too, son---wouldn't wanna get anything on them that wouldn't wash out.” I just sneered again at him, and shucked my uniform pants, leaving now only my jock underneath. I reached inside it and pulled the cup out, and just. Beneath the jacket Cynthia could see a teal colored translucent blouse. Its collar lay casually atop the folds of her jacket. A beautiful gold pendant clung tightly to the top of her delicate throat. Cynthia was sure Sorrel wasn’t wearing a bra, or if she was, it was of the most minimal type. Her long legs were accentuated by dark nylons, and rounded out by a pair of ivory colored low cut heels. Even through the slacks it was easy to discern the firmness of her long muscular legs. Cynthia hated. So I unstrapped his gag and tossed it to the side. I told him to kiss me. He grimaced and gave me a peck on the lips. I chuckled, "That's a kiss you give to your mommy. Now, kiss Daddy like you mean it." He raised his head up again and we locked lips. It wasn't a real kiss, so I helped him. I grabbed the back of his head and really laid into him. Shoving my tongue between his lips and now molested his tongue. The more he tried to move his tongue away the more excited I got. I pulled away and. I was waiting for her when suddenly I saw something surprising. Bathroom door opened and she came out in the natural dress……. Oh yes………. Totally nude. In fact she forgot that I was sitting there. She took a few steps towards the almirah then suddenly realizing my presence, screamed and returned back, but alas, she hit her foot with the corner of a table and fell down flat on the carpet. I got up at once and rushed towards her to help. I picked her from the floor, took her towards the bed and.