I smiled remembering that fundraising night. One of the last nights I saw him before my mom banned us from seeing each other."I can't believe you stil... have that picture. Even more impressive that you remembered me from that picture, I don't look anything like that." It was your lip. I have the same two freckles on my lip, and you're the only one I know that also has two freckles on their lip." Oh, so you were just staring at my lips all day?" Jake laughed, that kind of laugh that one does when. I told her the truth, that I had felt all tingly. She asked me if Iwanted to try another and did not wait for the answer. She leaned in and kissed me hard on the mouth and I kissed back.She started kissing me like boys had kissed me in high school. I could feel her tongue in my mouth and I could feel my own tongue in hers. I had never done this before and it felt really good. When we finally parted for a minute I couldfeel her hand on the small of my back move downward to my butt. Oh,. My dad was beginning to thrust himself lightly into and out of her mouth, and I could hear her moaning against his cock. I saw Amber move her right hand to my daddy's balls, and I knew she would soon be rolling them around in her expert hand. I also knew that my father loved that and wouldn't last long after she started. His moaning increased as he increased the pace of his thrusts and I knew that Amber was about to get a mouthful of the sweet nectar that was my dad's spunk. I watched as my dad. She looked outside her window into her backyard and checked if lawn chairs had fallen over during last night’s strong wind. The wind always kicked up around this time of the year but not usually as strong as last night. She began to hum her favorite tunes to herself as she sometimes did while cooking or baking. Susan started this little ritual of humming and cooking when she first started cooking with her mother. The aroma of freshly baked cookies would fill the kitchen and her father and.