" I got a thrill of pleasure knowing I made my Dad feel that good. He continued to thrust in and out, and before lone I was able to take as much as fi...e inches. I knew that was my limit, though; I could feel him hitting the back of my throat, and I knew I'd gag if he tried to go further. Fortunately, he must have realized that because he didn't try to go any further.He was really leaking pre-cum now, and it was wet and slobbery all in my mouth and even running down my chin. I was trying to. The scent was a delicate blend of jasmine and something else I couldn't identify, but it inflamed my urge to mate. My mind was clouded by the scent, and the still exposed breast; I responded to her questions automatically.I had to touch her. Just where was my only dilemma. If I touched her ass that might shock her, and I might just get a slap. I glanced down at her stocking-clad legs and decided to go for the calf. I delicately and slowly moved my hand down and lightly grazed the nylon. "John,. . I mean - DAMN!She never looked up this time as she asked, “So, you’ll still live in Collins County and farm over here?”“For now I will. I may find a small place to rent over here later, just to keep from driving home late when we start planting.”“Good luck with that. There aren’t that many places to rent here in Stewart.”“My half-brother and I may just rent a couple of rooms, if there’s a boarding house, and eat our meals at the diner, since we won’t be staying here all the time.”“I see .... She responded to Dom's kiss with her own mix of relief and desire. "How come I smell coconuts around you?" Dom asked after he took his lips from hers. Still wanting contact, he brushed his lips over her forehead. "Maybe because I'm from Hawaii." She smiled. "Really?" He stared at her. "What the hell are you doing here, then?" He couldn’t imagine trading the warmth and palm trees he'd heard about for the freezing winters of the Midwestern US. "I was washing my hair." Her eyes glinted. "Then I.