"That's my little girl," Cori chirped as she pulled my shirt over myhead. My stomach clenched when I heard the word 'girl', but I was aboutto wear a d...ess, so I decided not to comment on it and instead startedtaking off my undershirt."No no, Baby. Leave the cami on." What's a cami?" It's this thing you're taking off; short for camisole. Hold on a sec,you've got the shoulder strap tangled in your hair." Cori pulled myhands away from the cami and untangled it from my long hair beforepulling it. I find it pleasurable and continue to masturbate. This goes on for several minutes. Eventually Mr. Hood says: "Jim, I have wanted to feel your cock in my hands. Do you mind if I jerk it a bit? "Go ahead Donald" I tell him. Mr. Hood reaches over with his right hand and grasps my cock lightly at first. He moves his hand up and down the shaft with his thump on top a few times. After one up stroke his thumb moves away and the palm of his hand moves over the tip of the head of my cock. His hand. Over the phone I also heard Chelsea call, "Yeah, thanks, Daddy!" Chelsea was a very close friend of my daughter's and she called me "Daddy" sometimes as a goof. "Don't tell my folks, OK?" I suppose that would be a conversation that should be between you and your parents, Chell." On the way home they both said very little. I remained true to my promise and did not lecture. Instead I thanked then both for calling me. They sat in the back seat and cuddled up together. They've been friends since. Fortunately there were people about so her hand didn’t get to my trunks, close enough though to have my cock twitching inside them. I was scared shitless and even though I was hard and could have fucked, she had me worried so I said I’d better be getting home. She smiled and said she should as well and told me to wait outside and she’d give me a lift. I protested but she insisted. When we were both outside the car park was empty of people and she took me to her car, a big estate with all the.