Then I straddled her legs and pushed up her top, to work a little on her back. She shifted a little to help me, but the pyjama top was snagged safely ...elow her breasts. There was another nasty bruise over her ribs, and she moaned a little as I rubbed in some gel. I apologised, but she said that it felt good all the same, even if it hurt. Now what? I was thinking: do I dare? What does she want? Is she feeling anything of what I'm feeling? 'Turn over. Time to do the other side,' I said, my voice. Wiebe, I watched them as they left the park then turned my attention to Caitlin. Melodie seemed to be studying me. Looking at her also caused my tool to get active; her coloring was definitely a focal point. Her lips were rosy red from the cool water.“Got to go Melodie, Mom is likely home by now. I will call you tonight.”“Okay, I should be getting home as well. Talk to your later.”Leaving the park, I asked Caitlin if her mom was actually home.“No, but I didn’t want Melodie to know that. I want. She smiled to herself, and flicked her tongue playfully at the base of his head. After a couple seconds of teasing she began to lick up his shaft. Every lick was dedicated and exaggerated as she looked him in the eyes before taking him in her mouth completely. Just a little at first, sucking on his head and pleasuring it with her tongue, but then she worked his cock in and out of her mouth, rhythmically, using her hands to continually stimulate. Deeper and deeper, she heard him start to moan. He then placed his hand on his full, tight hairy ball sack and began lightly squeezing them and caressing them with his finger tips. His other hand continued to stroke his thick hard dick. As he stroked himself, I too, stroked myself through my jeans.Within a few moments, I could see his dads body begin to shake slightly. With his hand gripping the base of his dick and his other hand moving from his balls back to his nipples. I watched as thick, white sticky cum oozed from his cocks head and.