I didn’t hate my father for doing this to me. I loved playing football and the time he put into it for me also made me better and I thanked him for ...t. He was kind of put off though when my mother told him that I couldn’t go to the hotel with them but I wouldn’t want to go anyways. I’m sure that she was going to try her hardest to make him not think about football for at least one night.I really didn’t feel the need to chase after girls in high school either. Not that I couldn’t get any as I. He heard talking! It didn’t sound like the military, but maybe a para-military group of some sort. More likely those of other survivors. Pressing the microphone button, he asked if he could be heard. Immediately a response came back asking if they needed help. Something about the voice seemed familiar, but it couldn’t be, could it? He called the name of his youngest daughter. The reply was hesitant, but firm. Excitement between the two for the next few minutes were exchanged. Dennis noticed. . But nothing happened? You didnt nothing wrong??"- Of course honey, I love You, I miss you, I will call You tommorrow morning and we will talk. (I came)"OK.. NOW I can go sleep, goodnight honey and do not do this EVER AGAIN TO ME if you wanted me to stay alive"-Ok Honey goodnight, kiss, bye, Love You. Of course I couldnt go sleep because of emotions inside me but finally fall asleep. I woke up and checked my phone. Nothing. I checked the time - 8:00. "She is still sleeping, I need to call her. She sat on the edge of the bed and undid my pants as I pulled off my shirt. I removed her top to reveal a pair of luscious breasts. She swallowed my 7 inch cock as my eyes rolled back into my head.She lay back on the bed and lifted her beautiful feet to my cock and rubbed it. The pre-cum flowed out of the tip and I reached down, collected it on my finger, and put it in my mouth. Her cock was laying flat against her stomach and was also oozing. I grabbed her left foot and brought it to my mouth.