She smiled at me. Linda leaned down and kissed me again and then just laid her head on my chest and rested. Just a couple minutes later she sat up and...started to stand. I was afraid she might leave. She stood up over me, bare to the waist with her shorts unbuttoned and pulled open.I got up and walked to the fridge in the kitchen. My knees were weak but I was still highly charged. I grabbed a bottle of Blossom Hill wine. It was 12% proof and I intended we both finish off the bottle. We lay in. Again my telltale cock was standing at fervent attention, now poking into her ass crack. Finally I started nibbling on one of her ears. "Ooh! That tickles!" Mom cried. She turned in my arms and put her arms around my neck. She lifted her lips willingly to mine. " I guess you need more practice," she murmured.And practice we did, very warmly, very lovingly for several minutes. Then we heard someone else coming and had to break apart hurriedly. I quickly sat down to hide my erection from my. I was stunned for a second; it had to be consciously done. I could only see a little up her skirt but the sight of her thighs pressed together sent a twinge downward. Then they opened a little more, now I knew she knew I was looking. I could now see all the way to the pink lace panties she was wearing. Now I had more than just a twinge and had the beginnings of wood. I stayed staring for a few moments and the thought fuck it, and stroked her calf. I figured I could say it was an accident if. See you then."Fran quietly walked into the dark bedroom. Her dad was sleeping like they thought. She stripped out of her clothes and pulled back the sheet. She was happy that he was sleeping on his back. Fran slid her head down between her father's legs and sucked his limp cock into her mouth. Fred moaned but did not open his eyes. He grew bigger and harder, the more Fran sucked into her mouth. Her mom was right he was really thick. Fran knew that she was going to love having her father.