Arousal makes me an exhibitionist. I pull my knickers down to my knees, the pulsing tip of your stiff dick still in my mouth. I don't even turn toward... him for a reaction. Reaching round, I dip a finger into my wetness, slick with your saliva and my secretions now running rivers down my thighs. I imagine him stroking his growing bulge, enjoying his drink while taking in everything that the view has to offer.I slip out of my underwear completely, spreading my knees to give our guest a full view. ”“And removing the chip could explain the blood on the rocks,” Deke added.Brenda turned to him and demanded, “What blood?”Dan replied, “Deke found some splotches of what looked like dried blood on the rocks that covered the bottle. There wasn’t a lot, but if he opened up that spot on his hand where the chip had been placed there would’ve been some bleeding. Deke brought some of the rocks back so they could be tested to make sure it’s blood.”“Luminol,” Brenda whispered.“What was that?” Dan. I-and I see Dad, I got very big yet, what's wrong with Dad? (She told me smiling and looking at my cock with eyes wide open)I tried to get in my pants, but it was not easy, with my daughter and watching my cock burst, when my daughter suddenly without warning, said:Wait dad to help (I left little hand and with the other I tried to open my pants, at first made the threat of putting it, but as I looked at my face and did not object in the least to the contrary continued touching touching )Oh dear. Prohibition breeds innovation, even second time around.When she awoke next morning, I approached the couch where she lay under the blanket. "Hey."She focused after squinting in the morning sun from the window opposite, dazzling blues like a cop light bar, and croaked, "Hi," back.Shifting up, she winced and peeked under the covers. If she registered that my shirt was buttoned over where we'd had to cut the body suit off her perfect frame, she didn't show it. The sight of her bountiful tits was.