“Don’t worry, son.We don’t mind.Just avoid getting Harshleen pregnant.You are too young for children and should enjoy yourself first.In fact, we...are glad you are finally sexually active and want you to enjoy that part of living as much as possible.”I was so relieved because we were both a bit drunk we give each other the biggest, closest hug we had in years.“Harshleen on the pill,”I assured mom,”So no need to worry about babies.”When we went back in the sitting room, my dad had somehow got. They were both still flushed with a post-orgasmic afterglow. Their eyes were shining. And there were smiles of satisfaction on their faces. Kris had dressed again so hurriedly that she had unknowingly put her tee-shirt on backwards. And Greg hadn't bothered to put his shirt back on at all.As the father and daughter rejoined the family, they were greeted with shouts and hoots of understanding laughter."Way to go, Dad," Matt said with a grin as he rose and slapped his father on the back. "She's. " She watched my face intently.I pulled her into my parents' room and showed her the dildo. She stared at it as if it was the Mona Lisa. "Wow..."I told her about how I had been using it the last few days and how it was so stimulating. I didn't go into detail, feeling quite uncomfortable talking about something so intimate with her."Um, Jesse," she said, chewing her lower lip, still gazing at the dildo. "Would you...would you let me try it?" What?!" I couldn't believe she had just asked. "Didn't think you would mind," I whispered, "Maybe they will get the idea."The hand moved up my leg. Ohh, I loved it. His hands were large, so warm. As it approached my mid thigh, my breathing became ragged. I glanced across the table. Apparently the two dummies hadn't noticed, so I panicked. "Ok everyone, it's time to go dance." The hand stopped moving up my leg and removed itself. I felt disappointed.On the dance floor, Roger proved to be light on his feet for such a large man. The DJ had a.