Soon I stood up and went up to my bedroom to get some condoms and maybe move the fun upstairs to my bed. I figured they would take a rest while i was ...one and so i got things ready in my bedroom. I grabbed several condoms and went back downstairs. As I re-entered the room I saw my lovely girlfriend on her knees in front of Tom while he sat on the couch with his legs splayed open wide and his head thrown back and his hands gently caressing Rose's head as she slowly slid her mouth up and down on. "I don't know. I thought maybe you and I could…" she started saying, turning a bright red and turned her gaze away from her father as she trailed off."Could what?" Tom asked, almost afraid to but already knowing the answer."Never mind, it's stupid." Presley said blushing."…Have sex?" Tom asked cautiously, staring at his blushing daughter as she looked back at him and nodded nervously. "I thought maybe I could like; help you get ready for Lisa. You could practice on me or something. If you. Knowing Paul as I do, I know that this brief few minutes of intimacy will barely take the edge off his built-up demand. This is a man who, when he’s home, makes love to me twice a day, every day – once during our regular afternoon play time and again following our second post-dinner glass of wine. He sometimes even manages a third late in the evening if I become playful and perhaps perform a little strip tease involving various erotic items of apparel. He never seems to tire of seeing my. About mid-trip, I submerged into a decent-sized one for a few minutes. Partly to throw any trackers off, and also to burn the Air Force shirt in a separate NP-box, letting the water wash it away when it was ashes. I played submarine for ten minutes to change my location, then emerged at a different angle to resume my journey across the rest of Ontario, then into southwest Quebec. I curved SSE, and then south. I was aiming to head south between Ottawa and Montreal, then into the US again.Before.