I was far to distracted to hear what he was saying. I was unable to hear or see anything other than the wet patch of white sticky cum on his left chee.... ‘My sticky cum”.He was asking me to stand up and I did so compliantly. His wife had rejoined us and they both knelt down in front of me. He asked me to place my hands on my head as his wife had done only 10 minutes before.As I lifted my hands my gown rose up again exposing my limp cock.He lifted my cock with his left hand and clasped my balls. I had to explain to her about strap-ons. She was too scared to go buy one, but she gave me some cash to get one. I got the finest leather one with a variety of different sized attachments and gallons of lube. There was enough left over for me to buy her some real classy silk stockings, I detest the feel of nylons, and a garter belt. They would cover up the one feature about her that did not make me want to fuck her for hours and hours. I got her some vibrators as a special present. Including a. For a long moment father and daughter merely stood there staring at each other, unable to say anything, her eyes smokey and veiled. And then he whirled on his heel and pushed open the front door. In another moment he was down the steps and opening the door to their metallic bronze Cadillac.Karen returned to the kitchen with her thoughts and loins in a turmoil. She had never come so sexually close to her father before. In that sudden moment of his departure before the front door, the pretty. . yes. I'd like to do it again." I see. And what about your friends? Would you like them to know?"I thought of the few friends I had. I could tell Colin... no, he wouldfreak out. Sam? He'd probably be okay... I shrugged as I thought throughall my friends."Not yet no. I'd like a bit more practice before anyone else sees me." Okay. Finally, would you go out dressed like that?" What? In public?"I had not thought of that. What if someone noticed I was a boy andstarted laughing at me? At best it.