.. but now, what do I tell you? What can I tell you that would make it feel any better? Very sorry that Mom hurt you like this, Daddy. Who's with you?...Sarah? Mary Beth? That's good at least. Whenever you need me, if you do, you know that I'll be there for you, Daddy," Lisa assured her father while I stroked her hair and Michelle's."Oh, okay, Daddy. Well, just call whenever you need me. Hugs and kisses. Very sorry, Dad. I love you, too. Good night and give our love to Sarah and Mary Beth, too,". They both laughed nervously and I hold out my hand to the guy with my knickers stuffed down his crotch, 'Can I have my knickers back, please?' He reaches inside his shorts and pulls them out, tosses them to me and they land at my feet. I stoop down, pick them up and press them to my nose. 'Mmmmmmm you smell nice,' I say, and we all burst into laughter.I put my shorts on the hot rock and sit down facing them both, take another long draw on the beer, burp, more laughter and ask for another beer.. Oh, no, the dog was in the house! He'd caught her scent and wanted to play!What to do? If she moved away, the German shepherd would start barking and it would be off to the basement with Becky or up to the bedroom with Mommy. So she stood still, hoping it was just a friendly sniff and not a prelude to a more intimate encounter.She remembered last Thanksgiving when the dog got stuck in cousin Suzy and drug her around and around the house. Kathy had laughed as hard as anyone, but she wasn't. I slowly took his head into my mouth. As I worked my waydown his shaft and back up again I felt even more blood flow into myclitty. It was so hard now it almost hurt. I kept working his cock over with my mouth, gradually picking up my pace. "Oh that's it you fucking faggot. Yeah suck that fucking cock. You lovesliding my man meat in between those slutty lips. I bet that you littlesissy clitty is hard from servicing a real cock isn't it slut? Yeahbitch, make me shoot my fucking cum down.