" he said.The dessert course arrived. It was Banana's Foster, and it immediatelytook us away from the conversation.As we scooped the last little bit o... melted ice cream off the plate, heturned to me and said, "Do you know what's good mixed with ice cream?"I laughed, and didn't go there. Instead, I replied, "I prefer whippedcream, myself".He laughed and said, "Actually, I prefer chocolate sauce more."I laughed and said, "Chocolate? I'm a caramel girl myself!".He laughed a bit more and said,. Mom didn't have anything special planned for dessert. I decided some ice cream would hit the spot. All three boys insisted on having some too (after Mom gave her approval). I helped Mom and Dad clean up the sticky boys after their dinner. I gave Noah, Connor and Hunter plane rides and rough housed with them a little. I spent about fifteen minutes playing with the kids before I had to head out for the playoff game.I took my overnight bag downstairs. I thought it would be cool if I wore my. Reveling in the joys of panties and big manly cocks to suck and take "back there."Had Spunkley been lucky or was there something in every pretty boy just waiting for the right "Daddy," the right frillies and the right instinctive drives?Let's not hurt our heads by thinking too much, OK? The only thing Amy was thinking about was how Daddy was going to be cleaned up. And if (but more likely how and when) Daddy was going to fuck her.As it turned out, the answers to both questions were. Susan finishes her shower but surprises me by reaching out to grab her towel and not just stepping out and drying off. I ask her later about this and she claims she did not know about the curtain but left the door open to let out steam.She exits the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her and I stand and invite Adam into the comfort of the bedroom which is just opposite the bathroom door. We enter the bedroom and I gently lay Susan down on the bed with her head towards the edge and her.