I must admit it was so hot in there. My poor pussy was raw from Kimmy and now my daddy.Day 23My dad made breakfast for us both this morning. I watched...him and didn't notice any change in his behavior. I guess he was too drunk to realize what he had done. But in reality, I was rather shocked at my behavior. I let my dad make me cum.He went about his business and I mine. I sent an e-mail to Kimmy and told her what happened. She was so excited and wanted me to tell her everything. She said she was. You will…but not so soon” i put the olive oil on her belly. The oil was dripping inside her navel. I then started moving my hands and started massaging her on her belly. She was moaning. I then put the oil on her boobs and especially on her nipples. I started massaging her oily boobs and pinched her oily nipples. I then put oil on her thighs and started rubbing her oily thighs. She closed her eyes and was pulling the bed sheet with her hands to control her excitement. I then spread her thighs. "The lieutenants exchanged grins, and the sergeant gave a displeased grunt but Captain Fenton stood still as stone as he stared expectantly at the youth.Tracy played the beat over again in his mind, and after closing his eyes once more he looked directly into the captain's eyes and nodded his head."Sound retreat."This time, it was Captain Fenton who quietly gave the command, and Tracy immediately played retreat on the drum and never broke his gaze from the captain's face."Well, it looks like we. He couldn’t believe how suddenly his nerdy little life had changed. Yesterday he was loveless and alone, desperately lusting after his adoptive lesbian mothers, and nursing an unhealthy crush on the Band Director, Miss Ostiago. But now, miracle of miracles, he had a girlfriend. Now he had Bitty Winter. And it was all thanks to that angelic English teacher, Mrs. Foster. He impatiently waited for morning, when he could finally see Bitty’s kooky little face again. What if she doesn’t like me.