“Vacation with my family. My older cousins live around here.” He smiled and I looked down at my wet clothing. My red tank top clung to my body. �...Maybe I should get going. I’m all wet.” “Yeah, maybe you should.” He helped me up, I was close to him. My hands against his chest, I looked up and his eyes met mine. I became weak and I lost my footing and almost fell. He caught me and we both smiled.“Do you want me to walk you home?” He asked. I couldn't get the words out so I just nodded. He smiled.. I felt it was best not to say anything that I may regret the following morning. I left Dad to clear up the mess. I was so exhausted that I went straight to sleep which is very unusual for me because normally after a great fucking I have to have a great masturbation session. When I woke up after a very solid sleep I needed the toilet. When cleaning myself up I felt large solid dollops of cum on my pussy and thighs so I thought I had better take a shower. Mum and Dad had both gone to work so I. Then it was fun trying to freshen up with our makeshift shower.Sensually we dried each other with a warm fluffy towels before getting into our sleeping sweats.To ward off the chill of Michigan in the fall, I suggested we snuggle up together.After some silence she whispered, " I've got a secret I want to tell you Dick."My mind went into a spin, " O K" I said softly.There was a silence before her lips came to my ear, " I've been wishing you were my Dad for some time."My mind went into a whirl but. The only furnishings in the room were a big mattress with no sheet, lying askew in the front room. "This is where you stay at?" I asked incredulously."Naw," he said, "this is where I hang." Ah, I thought, a personal fuck pad for you and your friends. The shadiness of the place only heightened my excitementHe walked over to the mattress and sat down on the edge, legs splayed, grinning. I knew what to do. I came over and stood over him, the top of my skirt brushing against his face. He grabbed my.