I kept standing in the dark kitchen to hide my presence and see what happens.They both fell on the sofa under the fan and started un-buttoning their s...irts. I quickly took out my mobile and started recording it once they had opened all the buttons of the shirt they removed their jeans and threw it on the sofa. Then the smooched each other while laughing and started moving to their room while moving towards their room they removed their shirt also and left it on the floor. I think they forgot. She began to stick out her tongue and leaned over to touch my sac with it. Her tongue by itself touched and massaged my sac. Soon she stopped and began to take each testicle in her mouth, rolling them around in her mouth, drenching them with hot spit and letting her tongue roll around them. As each was sucked, they began to tense up. She pulled her head out and spit on my balls and then on my cock. She was clearly into giving sloppy blowjobs, which is just the kind I like. The wetter the. ”“Is that the truth?” Daddy asked.Carried nodded yes.Daddy finished getting dressed and rushed to the door. We heard him open it.“Hey Bob,” my daddy said.“What did they do Drew?” Carrie’s dad asked.“Usual stuff girls do,” my daddy responded. The door then shut.“We need to talk,” my daddy said.“Was their crime that bad,” Carrie’s dad asked.“Your daughter and my daughter said you sexually had your way with them,” my daddy said.The outer hallway went silent. Then Carrie’s dad started crying. He. I knew how I felt, but for the life of me I couldn't remember how I had come to feel that way. And for sure I couldn't explain his mother's side of things.So when he came into my room, and dropped his book bag on my floor with a thump, and then sat down and just stared at me, I stood up and said, "Come on. We're going to your house." Why?" he asked."Because we are," I said. "Your mother wants to talk to us." My mother wants to talk to us," he said, frowning."Isn't that what I said?" Why?" he.