It was umm... nothing. I'm just glad I was able to help." Well, it mattered to Cathal and me," Miranda expressed as her eyes glanced downward in Dean'... direction, and she smiled.Still tongue-tied, he had a feeling he knew what she was looking at. That he was hard once again and quickly babbled, "Well, I umm, just did what I could. I... I better get going before I'm ah... I'm late for class!"Hastily, Dean departed and could hear Miranda yell, "I hope we get to see you again!"Dean had trouble. 10 minutes passed by and then she was finished. There wasn't a hair left on that small, delicious pussy of hers. She then started rubbing her clit. Then Shawn's penis really grew hard; he was seeing his daughter masturbate. Then she was rubbing faster and faster and faster, until she exploded and her love juice was all over the toilet seat and the floor. That was an exploding orgasm. She turned her head to the door where her clothes were hanging and she saw her dad peeking in on her. "DAD! WHAT. Her lips squeezed tightly over his pulsating prick as she moved her head forward to take in the entire length of the commander’s thick, long shaft. She swirled her tongue at the base of his prick, caressing every vein that protruded from his taut rod. She slid it forward, massaging each straining nerve in his swollen dick until it reached the head. Then her lips joined in the action, milking his prick-head while her tongue slid back and forth against the sensitive underside of the. .”The door opened up just wide enough for me to squeeze through, Greg nowhere to be seen.I stepped through the gap, and almost got my finger crushed when Greg slammed the door behind me.“What’s going on?” I said, noticing how dim the room was with the curtains drawn. “Where’s Austin?”“He went home for the weekend,” Greg answered, still standing against the door.“Greg, you’re starting to worry me. Why are you avoiding us? I thought you understood we wouldn’t touch you.”“I know,” he said with a.