I shook my head, smiling at the knowing thoughts between us.“I used to love the taste!” she said, aware she was about to fill my head with images ...f her and my dad, but it didn’t deter me and instead just made me exclaim what a lucky man he was then.“Used to?” I asked.“Well I’ve not had any experience since!” she said, before adding “or before him either, come to mention it” as he had been her first boyfriend from an early age. “Makes me wonder whether it’s a case of ‘like father, like son’?”. “Really? What would you like to do to the boy?”After taking a sip of her milk, Kate replied, “I guess I would have to give the boy a handjob. I would like to give him a blowjob, but I don’t know how. The girls I have seen giving blowjobs look like they are really enjoying it and the boys really enjoyed it. I wish I knew how to do it.”“I agree with what Kate,” said Kathy. “I haven’t volunteered, but I would like to do it. I just wish I knew how to give a blowjob.”“How about you, Keith,” asked. Well, I've already done it to Joy's father, so why not to my own dear father, she told herself.When she got near she saw that her father's bulge was bigger than before. Nicole used her right hand to cup her father's massive bulge and slowly started to fondle it... squeezing, rubbing and caressing it. His bulge became bigger still. She wanted to do what Joy had done. So her fingers grasped his thick long hard manhood through the cloth and started to stroke it, squeezing it gently again and. With much laughter and mirth we both eventually got there and in such a commanding view, we able to survey all around us, which meant the garden hedge next to where it was piled, and the owner, an old man was out under his awning and looking around when he espied us looking at him from our lofty peak.He waved and we both waved back, then suddenly Jilly toppled over and rolled down the snow hill to the bottom, leaving me towering over her. We were laughing and I turned back to see what the old.