We did some shopping and I was trying to ignore both of those two love birds…anyhow Anuradha invited us on her birthday this weekend….but I don’... want to go…”My Dad-“Ok.You are finding hard to say no to her.”My mom-“You are right.”My Dad-“Don’t expect me to say no to her.”My mom-” please darling.”My Dad-“I know you..you always want me in those embarrassing situations.what is wrong with going to her party?”My mom-“I don’t think she has invited anyone apart from us.”My Dad-“What is the problem. He settled down in the front room with his work and turned on tv. After 10 mins or so, he decided he should go up and just say hello to the girls and let them know that their parents ground rules wouldnt apply as long as they didnt make much trouble. (Cheyennes parents had left a long list of thing they could and couldnt do! Be in bed at 10, no noisy games, no TV after 9 etc etc). As he approached the door, he heard the girls voice drop. He quietly knocked and the door and poked his heard into. He lifted my shirt over my head and fell immediately onto my hardened nipples. I gasped, and my cotton briefs pooled with wetness. “Oh god, oh god,” I groaned as his tongue reached my stomach and searched my belly button, swirling around the dime size dimple in increasing and decreasing circles.“You’re hot for it, aren’t you?” he asked, kissing me just above the line of my briefs where the elastic had become wet with my anticipation. A nodded and a moan was the answer I gave. I was focused on. I reach back further and feel your bulge growing against my lower back. I rub over your pants, feeling that long stick I’ve missed so much. I can feel the growl in your chest against my back. Your left hand splays out against my sternum, pinning me to you. Your right hand pulls up at the fabric of my dress. Your hand caressing my stomach and making your way down to cover my exposed mound. I shiver in your hold for a moment before your lips connect to mine once more. Always more fun to be had.