” He stated obliviously. This was typical Chris, far from observant. The Siffords had moved out over a month ago. I told him about wife, husband a...d said that I THOUGHT there might be a girl my age to which to just blurted, “Figures.” and took off to his room, closing the door behind him. Dad came out first and plopped himself on the couch, changing the channel from the Nickelodeon show I was watching to Star Trek. Mom came out later looking very pretty and went straight to the kitchen. ’ I laughed. ‘That’s a real shame.’ His eyes crinkled at the edges. ‘I think we’ll manage.’ He climbed out of the truck and came around to help me down, another old-fashioned gesture. He placed his hands at my waist and lifted me down. As my body slid along his I decided that there were definite benefits to an old-fashioned kind of guy. I felt my skin warm and my breathing become shallower. ‘Mmmm. A girl could get used to this.’ He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in closer. I. My eyes slid open and I pressed back against his hardened member. My father’s voice groaned in response as I locked my fingers with his. Slowly, he lowered his lips to my ear. Nothing was said as he panted heavily, losing himself in the friction of his boxers. “Daddy… I need you.” Begging felt so cliché but I couldn’t stop myself: not any longer. I could feel the ends of my father’s hair brush against my shoulder as he nodded slowly, sliding his hands upwards, underneath the cloth of my sleep. I came up for air and asked who's cum am I eatting? She said who's does it taste like? I've eatten so many creamy pies from her snatch I can guess in most cases who's it is. That night I wasn't sure but the smell of a sweaty man was on her too. And that smell was Keith's. I answered it's Keith's . She took hold of the back of my head and wrapped her legs around my back as if to pin me in and said you are correct. She came a few seconds later. After she caught her breath she asked me how I.