Diana is looking at my cock and how it’s now hanging soft after having done its work.“Thanks, baby, that was really good,” I say to her, at the ...ame time wondering if this really was what she had been expecting herself.“Okay, dad,” she just says and gets up. My eyes still linger on her lithe and youthful form.She’s called Diana, but to her friends she’s “Dia”. I guess the youth of today don’t think old-fashioned names like that are cool enough, even if I’ve tried to explain she wasn’t named for. “What are you looking at, little boy?” Jane had caught me staring and pushed me down with more of her weight.“You looking at this?” she proceeded to lift her dress up, giving me a clear view of her panties, creased and camel toed.“You are a NAUGHTY boy, peeking up girls dresses,” Lisa said, seeing what Jane was doing.Lisa then proceeded to start tickling my feet, causing me to laugh and squirm and kick, and tears fell down my dirty cheeks, streaking my face. With her foot still on my chest, my. They were too strong and gently, I moved my hands higher and higher till I reached his crotch. His dick was soft perhaps and was smooth. I sensed him move a little and tightened the hug more. I guess he’s about to wake up, so I kept dumb for some time, but didn’t move my hand from his crotch.As expected, he woke up a little while later and seen my head over his chest and hands over his crotch. He might have thought that I kept it in my sleep and ignored. Just before resuming his sleep, he. Should he flick it and try to get it in her mouth? Saliva was running down her cheeks now, so he moved his cock closer to her mouth with the intention of pushing the drop in with his finger.Her tongue flicked out and caught it, and his magic briefly shifted in her direction while they were in contact.“Oh, fuck, I hate how much I love it.” She smacked her lips and looked up at him. “More, I need more.”“I’m working on it.” Seeing her naturally cool demeanor vanish was unsettling, but this version.