Jane had been right about the use of these words, father and daughter, they were a turn on. I had called her daughter some times before and she had us...d father but now they had a different meaning, a better meaning.When I got my bedroom Jane was standing on the bed facing the headboard with her leg's wide apart, she had a hand between her leg's and a finger pointing down."On your back with your head right there". Back in the ordering form. "I think I will like sitting my father's face".I lay on. " "You'll like it, Ms. Matter-of-Fact." With hands under her hips, spreading the cheeks of her buttocks, a finger inserted in her rectum while he held her on the surface of the water, his tongue deep within her, flicking in and out, and she, arms extended, climaxed and momentarily lost control of her body. Tim held her head above the water and she lurched back and forth in the motion of a hard and lingering orgasm. "Oh, damn!" she said when she could speak. "That was good." Tim. After an uncertain beginning, business was finally picking up.They were little over twenty years old, and stripped to the waist. Their jobs obviously kept them in excellent shape. When one of them looked up and saw me admiring them, he smiled shyly. I suddenly became embarrassed, and turned away, and went back into my bedroom.During the two days that they had been working on our swimming pool they had been officially polite, almost deferential. Although I called them by their first names,. " Yes." replied Cindy, echoing Tina's comment to the Principal this morning."Yes, I can kiss you?" asked Tina with a teasing smile. Cindy wished that Tina would just take her and be done with it. Couldn't she tell how much she wanted that?"Yes," replied Cindy, who then winced internally, thinking that now Tina might only go for the kiss. Why couldn't... Her train of thought was completely shattered by the softest pair of lips she'd ever felt -- not that she'd felt many, mind you. Sure, Tina had.