I hadn't forgotten that possibility I assured her.The next day was a Sunday and I woke up that morning with my Dad pulling my braid, he gave a good mo...ning kiss and said to me:"All my friends complimented me yesterday, for having such a beautiful daughter. Some of friends even reminded me about one thing." What thing? You took care of every detail, yesterday was fantastic!" Well", he said, "They reminded me about the debutante ball that is next month." Oh no Daddy, I don't want more dances!. He would try to insert his tongue inside my foreskin. He kissed the head of my dick again and again, and kept blowing me with full force. He would search for the G spot on my dick, and tickle that with his tongue, kiss it and then again restart sucking. I thought of thrusting my dick into him, as I knew he won’t mind that, and I followed suite. I started fucking his mouth, and he liked that, he adjusted his tongue movements as and when my dick was fully inside his mouth. He sometimes bit the. Having never been unencumbered by clothing with a redhead, I chose their newest assistant. As I had observed, she had already prayed with a half-dozen donors but was still full of spiritual energy.It was an amazing experience, a blur of thoughts, feelings, and physical sensations, surpassing what I thought was good sex with my wife of five years, and any of the several women I had been fully intimate with before her. And only sixteen years old! Maybe there really was something to the spiritual. The only real damage, that I remembered, was the holes in the front glass where the one man had tried to shoot me through it. If there was one thing about this whole stupid situation that was good, it was that I hadn't fired a shot and I wouldn't lose my gun again. The sheriff had already checked both bodies and there were no bullets in either of them.I was jarred from my thoughts by hearing my name called. I looked up and the sheriff was waving for me to come over to where he and the coroner.