When I was done I tried to get up on my own, and managed to get up onto the edge of the tub and dry off. I got mostly dressed but couldn't get my sock... on without help."Jenn, could you help me?" I asked. I held up my socks to her when she entered, and she gave me a very faint smile before kneeling to help get them on. After they were on, she helped me into the kitchen to sit at the table while she served up breakfast to the k**s and I. They all ate in a hurry and ran out the door to catch the. ..what time are you looking for?"..."Well roughly where are you? I need to know to determine when I can be there". She told me the first part of the postcode and it was the same as the site - about an hour away. "Great...so would you er...would be available in a couple of hours? I can leave now to see you. I'd erm...I'd really...well, to be honest you look like my dream to fuck...er..is there..any limits?". I was rambling like an idiot. My body was excited but also nervous a the same time and. Once naked she cupped her breasts and squeezed her nipples to make them stand out and then she walked to the bed and knelt in front of him. She looked up at him and smiled and then she lowered her head and started licking his cock like an ice cream cone. She looked up and saw that his eyes were close and she wondered what he was thinking. Was he just relaxing and enjoying her hot mouth? She hoped so. She also hoped that she could soon get back to where she only had to share her body with. I love the idea that any man who fucks me might put his seed inside me and make a mommy out of me. But, yes, a retired preacher whose son has already screwed me ... and who has probably done so himself already ... Yeah, that’s hot!” Kathy confessed when I asked her about Dad.Anyway, Dad did his best to hold out, but Kathy had her wonderful, mysterious ability to milk a man’s dick and balls for all that she could squeeze from him. Either way, Dad tried hard not to cum too soon, but Kathy worked.