Kissing his hot moist lips was so very exciting and I knew he was enjoying mine as well. I was thinking about what it would be like to have his cock ...n my mouth. Just the thought excited me. Would I be able to excite him as he had excited me, I wondered. So I stopped and asked him. "Guy, would you like me to please you like you do to me?" "What do you mean?" he asked breathlessly. "You know, ...with my mouth". "Anything that pleases you" he said. "There's a blanket in the trunk" I said. I was still dazed from my sleep but I could make out most of the conversation outside.“Linda, let me go! I can walk on my own.” My father said loudly.My father was a successful man, but he had many problems of his own and would drink after work from time to time. Most of the time he would come home tipsy and would fall asleep on the couch. But this particular night sounded and felt different.“Baby, please, we need to get you to bed.” my mother sounded concerned.“No, this is…” my father’s voice. A few minutes later I saw Wanda come out of the house, look over at us, get in her car and drive off. Jill was still sobbing, not seeing anything but my shirt up against her face.She finally slowed down enough to say, "Please, Jack. Take me home."I started up the car and drove the best I could with her still wrapped around me. I didn't even consider asking her to move.We got home and I was able to get her out of the car. She was sniffling a bit but seemed to be cried out for now. She held on to. The kid answered it and I asked him why he had my daughter’s cell phone. He said that some girl had left it in the store. So I smiled to myself and asked him if I could come and get it. He panicked and said that he could bring it by after work and that he lived in our direction. I knew he was lying and I hadn’t told him where we lived yet but I let it slip. I gave him our address and he pretended to write it down. I smiled to myself.When my daughter and her two friends came home I told her that.