He awoke with Maddie snuggled close beside him. He took a quick inventory of his wounds and realized that most of the small cuts that peppered his bod... and face didn’t hurt, but with the healing process were itching fiercely. The dozen stitches in his left hand ached and his left eye was covered and puffy. Beside him, Maddie was comparably perfect. He hesitated to wake her, not knowing if it was day or night. Keith could hardly wait to check his search results to see if he could locate the. The sensitivity of earlier in the night rushing back like a storm. My palm squeezing him softly, a feather light flick of my tongue on the tip of his shaft before running the flat of my tongue from my fingers and back to swirl it around the tip once more to fully take him in my waiting anxious wet mouth."Oh fuck baby," Daddy growls, his fingers knotting in my hair, hips jerking up and his cock twitching in my mouth."I fucking adore you babygirl," he moans to me as he lays his head back against. This visit aroused me, and I started getting sex dreams. I told her what I was feeling and she wanted it too.She told me she could bare her upper part for me. I was trying to avoid with the best of my ability but could not completely eliminate the thought.One day, she told me she want me to come to her room as her father was coming and we won’t be able to talk for few days.This time we had nothing to study.I went to her room. She was wearing a loose tee and shorts, ok before the story starts. It’s especially upsetting when your body quits listening to you. Don’t get me wrong, at the moment, It’s more like I’m about 1 beer shy of a snootful. Tipsy, but not sloppy drunk. Typing is becoming a bitch as well. I’ve had to start using a cane for my own safety as I never know when this shit will start or stop.My family told me that my spoken vocabulary has drifted to that of a child’s. I hadn’t noticed and had to ask what they meant. They said I use a lot fewer multi-syllable words. Once, I.