“I should hire you to do this every night.”Daddy was wearing his flannel pajamas. I rolled into the soft length of him, resting my head on his che...t and tossing a knee over his leg. He crew me closer with his arm around my shoulder. We lay talking in the dark, like a sleepover, except there were no silly girls’ games, and no giggling.“How are you doing, Sweetie?” he asked.“I miss her.”“Yes.”“And I miss this.”“What?”“Sleeping with you guys.”“You mean when you were little.”“Uh huh,” I said. “I’d. . thank God. What’s up?”“Well, you remember me telling you about my cousin a couple years ago, the one who found the pirate ship?”“Yeah, of course. What’d he find this time, a gold mine?” he asked with a chuckle.“You got it,” Dave answered with a laugh.“You’re kidding.”“Well, at least a map to a gold mine,” Dave elaborated. “The whole thing might be just a big scam, though. He asked for my help to check it out, but you and Jack are better at investigating things like this than I am. I was. What was a little thing like sucking your littlesister's rapidly growing cock if it meant getting your very firstblowjob? Especially when she wanted it so bad it hurt. She was sevenand a half inches and still growing...Kathy's mouth slipped over the expanding member again, trying to takeas much of it into her mouth as possible while sliding her hands up anddown the remainder of the shaft. Julie threw her head back and moaned,and Kathy continued to suck and lave it with her tongue,. No one used this road this late at night, not even cops. Where he came from, why he was on this lonely highway at three in the morning, who knows? Who the fuck would expect him? We drove this back road on purpose, no entanglements with the law. This bastard was fucking up my routine.“I…I mean…what I…” she stopped collected her thoughts, “whatever do you mean?”The innocent act didn’t fool him a smidgen. Her eyes darted to me, to him, back and forth like she watched a tennis match. In the end,.