”I sighed heavily. I’d pushed almost all thoughts of Julie aside since I’d gotten together with Heather. Now, after seeing the note, I had to ad...it some regrets were making me feel uneasy about how I’d left things with her. Plus, her father had skipped town again. None of which was my fault, but still... “You really think I should talk to her?” I asked Heather.“Yes, I do.”“What if she wants to get back together? Aren’t you worried about that?”Heather smiled at me warmly. “Should I be?”Relief. So she called me an gave a slap and told me push hard and we resumed and gave a tight shoot and the dick go half inside and it was painful like the hell and fire was on my fire and I removed went to kitchen and took some oil and applied it on my dick and ass and mow it was ok but difficult and started to go little little and a two minutes we passed because of heat inside again we resumed and stroking with full energy it ends only for 3min as I came on her.Now she again liking my dick and it was. And far less conscience in doing so.”“But Daddy ... who shall escort me to the Prom?” She loved her older brother ... more than her daddy suspected. He had promised, cross my heart and hope to die, to escort her to her Junior Prom.“We’ll work something out.”“Thank you, Daddy.”The bubbly teen kissed her father on his forehead ... leaving a bright red lipstick imprint on a rapidly balding pate.His phone rang. This in itself was miraculous. Miles of the phone company lines had been down for. I squeezed her boobies, rhythmically, circling with fingers, licking her navel in a circular motion like Emraan Hashmi did to Mallika Sherawat in murder, licking her thighs, and dipped my tongue in the honey pot, I had a salty taste, I can taste the urine as well. I was licking and squeezing her breasts as well, and she was moaning big, aah aah jaanu, do it no one had done it before, you are the man, aah babe I can’t hold it fuck me please fuck me, you fat bastard, that added fire to the love.