Mike simply grunted in response wanting to tell her that it did feel good. Concentrating his efforts with both hands on her nearest leg he worked his ...ay higher. He took a shuddering breath as he inched his hands higher until her crotch was just a few inches from the side of his hand. Firmly he pressed his hand to the inside of her leg and she obligingly spread them a little further. Holding his breath he slid his hand higher and at the same time he slid up to the backside of her upper thigh as. They stopped not fifteen feet in front of us to kibitz with a cluster of well-dressed couples. Dakota saw them then and cut her eyes towards me.“You okay?” she asked.Surprisingly I was. Yeah, my heart felt a yearning tug towards my ex-wife, but I was surprised that there was some anger towards her to go with the sadness of seeing her there with him. It was the first time that seeing her provoked that reaction.“I’m here with you DJ, so I’m better than okay,” I replied.I guess that was the right. It was bobbing around looking for some attention. I couldn’t resist. I flicked my tongue softly over the head of his magnificent manhood. I noticed his hands take a firmer grip on the table that he was leaning against. His cock responded as if it had a mind of its own. It was bobbing and weaving around like a boxer who was enjoying the movements of his craft. I had trouble connecting my tongue with my target as it danced up and down and side to side. I purposely avoided touching his erect dick. I moved a bit further, and was shocked when I saw her nipple come into view. Afraid that she would notice, I hid again behind the chimney, and put the volume on the walkie talkie to the lowest possible, just seconds before it cackled with my father asking him if I was at the top yet. I answered quietly, and for the next five minutes or so he gave me instructions to move the antenna this way or that way until he finally told me to stop, it was perfect, and told me to tighten it where it was. I.