It showed off my erection and kept it within the waist band, Paul licked his lips and his grin broadened.I reached for my jeans again, but Paul spoke....It was such a surprise, we seemed to have been in silence for such a long time. He started to bend down and step forward saying “Here, let me help you”. I straightened and opened my arms to give him access.Paul knelt before me, he reached for the waistband of my jeans as if he was about to push them down further. But he just stopped at that. I dropped my pants and sat down and could see that I was again being watched so I pulled my cock up and stroked it up hard and the guy put his finger to the hole so I thought well why not give it a try so I stood up and guided my hard cock through the hole and felt a nice warm sensation as the guy put my cock in his warm mouth. I was in heaven, whoever was sucking my cock was doing a great job.. I felt my cum building up and started to panic, I thought should I tell him I am going to cum or. "I'm not sure," I responded; lifting my hips off the bed to try and capture even more of my father's wonderfully stimulating prick. "Probably about two weeks ago... I think." "See what I mean," Mom replied to my father. "She could be ovulating any time in the next few days. It's not a really good time to take a chance like that." I could see Dad's eyes twist up, almost in pain, at the thought of pulling out. Still, I knew he would do it, if Mom told him to, or I objected too much. I could. I nodded my appreciation of his efforts.I wasn’t kidding myself, I was upset about being dumped on by my own kid even if she didn’t know she was doing it or understanding how much it bothered me that she was neglecting me. But, then again, I guess I was just too boring for her to care very much. I figured that her rich family, as opposed to the poor one, me, would take advantage of that little piece of serendipity.“Your dad is going to be disappointed that you didn’t want to be there this.