More time passed, and I started noticing that Beth was, indeed, a good looking woman. I started making excuses with Roger that we would spend more tim... at his place, so I might see Beth from time to time, outside of school where she always seemed to be traveling with a pack of friends.The night of the barn dance grew steadily closer. I had never actually been out on a date, so I didn't have any idea about protocol or expectations. I confided in my mother, who graciously had no hint of mockery. He didn't have an erection any more, thank goodness. But he was still doing the dance, lifting himself up to take great gulps of air and then when his legs tired, sliding back down and hanging by his wrists. I wanted to enjoy seeing him suffer more, but I had my own suffering to worry about. It was all I could think about. Pain, pounding through my body. I started sobbing, tears ran down my face. The sun had risen in the sky and it was getting really hot; sweat was tricking down my body in the. .. I hear a man's voice asking, “what is going on here?” My eyes flash open. A handsome young man stands before me. He has beautiful green eyes and black windblown hair. He has removed his shirt, and his chest and arms are covered in well-toned muscles. He is smiling. His eyes are locked on the sight of my darling daughter's hand stroking my hard cock and her lips pursed over the top two inches of my naked shaft, her head eagerly bobbing up and down. You, Princess, take your sexy mouth off my. Did I tell you that the gown was thigh long sorry if I didn’t must have slipped my mind? But yes thigh length and when she reached up to get the cereal it rode up as well exposing the bottom of her ass and a bit of her pussy. I had to look away and that didn’t help either his sister was no on top of her covers now her legs wide open and her sleeping shorts to one side showing me her either shaven or prepubescent pussy. Either way I liked the looks of it and I would have killed to slide in.