"What have you done, bro?" Cal turned from what he was doing to look at his brother."I snagged it on a fucking nail, that's what. Got any plasters in ...he van?"Cal grinned and pointing towards the back door, saying. "Better idea, go and ask Sandy to wash and dress it for you. Give you a chance to see if we are going to get the green light." Worth a try, bro. Wish me luck, promise not to start without you," Daryl winked at Cal and headed for the back door."Sandy, you got a plaster I can have? I. When Ami awoke, she was aware that she had dreamed some very strange dreams...dreams that had never occurred before, strangely arousing dreams, but she couldn't quite remember what they were. Her thoughts soon turned to the sight from the night before, of her father getting ready for a shower.The next night, Ami was by herself and was poking around in the garden, absently pulling the weeds that were starting to pop through. Her father had just returned from a hard day's work and was cleaning up. He was very gentle and it felt great, making me moan softly as he did it. He finally made it so he could taste my shaved pussy. That made the moans quite a bit louder. My pussy was incredibly wet and sensitive and every time his tongue brushed my clit or slipped inside me it sent shivers through my spine. Before long I was screaming “don’t stop” as he brought me to climax with his mouth.I only briefly though of my husband listening to me as my orgasm subsided, but that only turned me on. "Jared? Jared!"I knew he hadn't left his parents room, and figured he was just standing outside the door. He was."Jared? It's ok ... really." I made no effort to pull down my tee top however remaining as I was with my bare breasts fully exposed. I was hoping that small bit of vulnerability would be enough to put him at ease to some extent. I waited for what I knew was only a few moments when he once again poked his head around the corner of the bathroom door looking at me.I smiled when he did.