I could feel my fresh panties becoming wet, imagining myself working my tongue over his cock like it was candy. Shaking myself out of the lust induced...trance, I walked over to him, coffee in hand. Handing him his cup, I took a sip from mine. “What do you want to do today, Daddy?” I said, leaning against one of the columns that formed the doorway to the dining room. I watched my father, his eyes fixed to the small patch of skin that was showing at my hip between the top of my shorts and the. My cock is aching I grab my man, and plant my mouth on his pushing the door closed with my foot, our clothing is been shed as we head to the couch, I push him down & head for his cock, sucking & licking its head the engulfing his shaft, wow I have needed his lollipop for days, he pulls my body around so he can suc my 8 inch cock, I don't last long shooting in his mouth & then he starts shooting in my mouth, I have waited so long, We suck each other clean & back to hard, This time we are taking. Against my will, the memories washed over me in a flood. I remembered the way he would kiss me, the way he would touch me. I began to long for the taste of his dick as it grew hard in my mouth. I began to walk to the bed, my heart aching for him, needing him to touch me the way he once did so eagerly. There was a surreal glow about him as he lay there, inviting me back into his heart. Inviting me back to the way things were before familiarity set in; before the deceit and lies started.Just as I. I had been to gay bars and clubs and hooked up with gay guys. I wanted to know what it was like with a straight guy. I wanted what I call a real man! More like my dad or brothers.My sister had met Garry the night before and could not stop talking about him. He had invited her to a party. The party was for couples. He explained to her that he had a buddy and could she arrange a blind date for him. If not the party invitation was off. My sister was really turned on by the guy and wanted to go on.