Cheryl’s brain, mostly lost in the kiss, still had a few cells functioning. And they screamed at her to stop. Just as she was about to bite his lowe... lip, she instead retreated slowly back to his shoulder. John continued to stroke her hair, whispering the occasional “it’s okay now” to her.She drifted off to sleep.After an hour passed and he was convinced she was deeply sleeping, John tried to slip out from under her.“Mmm… don’t go,” she moaned softly.“Bathroom. Be right back.”Once he was. ‘So, what would you like to do now?’ Robert asked. ‘If you only knew.’ She teased him, then blushed at what she might have been suggesting. ‘Maybe you should tell me.’ He smiled, and she blushed even more knowing he had a good idea of what she meant. ‘I better not.’ She giggled nervously, feeling very unsure of her own feelings for Robert and what might happen.’ Maybe you should just take me home. ‘ ‘Well, if that’s really what you want.’ Robert said, disappointed. ‘I never want to go home. She looked down at my morning wood and giggled, “Nothings changed there then” she said as I threw on my boxers and headed down to the kitchen.Lisa followed soon after and pointed to her stomach, “Hmm dad, what is all this flaky stuff huh!” she had a knowing look on her face so maybe she just wanted me to admit it, I smiled at her..“When I put you to bed babygirl you looked so tempting” I said with a grin, mind you she had come down as she was in just her thong so again she looked tempting.“Hmm”. “Okay, whatever you want Kat. Can I see your tits?” I reached for her top. She pulled away without releasing my throbbing penis. “You want to see my tits?” I nodded. “Well this will be good practise for next Friday. I'm going to show them to you buy you can't touch them. Not until I say you can. Understand?” I nodded again. She released my cock which may have been a good thing because it was ready to erupt. She pulled her halter top over her tits and arched her back. I could see her.