Making sure that he hadn'tmissed a spot he stood self-consciously and waited. After a few minuteshe began to feel a tingling sensation almost as if a ...warm of ants wererunning across his flesh. As the minutes clicked by the tingling becamemore intense and started to become almost a burning sensation. He beganto worry just how much longer he would have to endure this when a shoutedinstruction came through the door."Rinse and wash!"He began to wash the cream from his skin, relieved to be rid of. Her arms raised toward him as he lay beside her. He kissed her and slid one hand under the top of her nightgown to hold a breast. Everything he did as he explored her body seemed to her to be a perfect dream, because that is how it was filtered to her. He kissed her deeply, his tongue swirling in her mouth, until her breasts ached to be touched again; he used his hands and lips on her breasts until her entrance ached for his touch; his fingers moved at her labia until she cried out. . As I stand up we lock lips again. Man he was an amazing kisser. I was in heaven. He sat me down and knelt between my legs and proceeded to give me the most amazing blow job I have ever had in my life. He was an expert at cock sucking and loved doing it. I wanted to last but there was no way it was going to happen and as I warned him I was going to cum he sucked harder. I blew a load like I haven't in years.After catching my breathe I looked at him and said "you deserve a reward for the". He. He knew what was happening and rested a hand on my chest to help steady me. He pulled off of my little boyhood when the feeling became too much, my flesh too sensitive. That pleasure now hurt and he knew it, so he backed off. 

I remember laying nearly breathless, yet all the same taking in deep gasping breaths when I could. It subsided relatively quickly, especially considering that my father had climbed up onto the bed and was on his knees, his adult cock just above my face. I didn’t know.