Sometimes Dad thought a bottle was empty but it was not... Cindy and I shared. We liked the sloe gin the best.Then came the day. Of course, we didn't ...now it was the day. Dad left, "... to find some work." Sometimes he was gone a week. We would mark each day on the John Deere calendar. Sometimes a month. We kept all the old calendars. They told about our Dad. How long he was gone. When he came back. This time, from Independence Day to Labor Day... the longest ever from reading the calendars. Whenever I have to give my step-dad a blowjob I always feel a bit hesitant but also a little excited at the same time. But when Carter pulls down his pants and I see that dick of his I lose any hint of hesitation. I couldn’t imagine a better-looking dick. Today, when he pulled down his pants there, was almost no sign of it coming to life any time soon. I got on my knees and lifted his soft dick. I started with a kiss to the tip. Then I kissed his balls and licked them before taking one at a. Her hand held his neck and pulled his head toward her. Her mouth devoured his as her tongue slithered inside his mouth, wrapping itself around his own tongue. Her tongue tasted minty fresh and she had obviously brushed her teeth, removing the taste of at least seven cocks and god knows how many loads of come.He instinctively raised his hand to her pierced nipples.“Does this not hurt?” he enquired.“I thought it would be agony but it was one of the most pleasurable experiences ever. The orgasms. Sensing the opportunity I went closer to her and laid my head on her shoulder.Me: Wow, people say you realize the beauty of things or people only when you lose them. I thank god for giving me this opportunity for realizing your beauty. How come I didn’t notice this while you were with me all the time?She just blushed and just gave me a soft peck on my left cheek. In return, I gave a kiss on her right cheek and started massaging her navel. She let out a soft moan and I knew I hit the jackpot. I.