Don’t even think about asking me what I thought of it.“I love you so much, sweetie,” you said afterwards, brushing my hair with gentle fingers, ...efore pushing my head down. I understood you wanted me to kiss your balls, so I did and said: “Thanks, dad. It was wonderful,” but that was a lie, even though I smiled when I looked up at you. I just felt like I had to say it.I only really started appreciating the whole thing later, when we hugged and you gently caressed my hair, and I understood how. And that kiss! All I could do was moan into his mouth.Several more buttons followed the first as my blouse was laid open and my bra pushed up totally exposing my breasts. Now he had access to my titties and he wasted no time before exploring both. I was becoming short of breath as he broke our kiss and nibbled his way to my left ear. He kissed his way down my throat and onto my chest where he sucked my erect nipple into his mouth.God, I loved that.I rolled onto my back and grabbed the back of. "I slumped into my seat, not daring to look. But I didn't have to. Oliviahad entered the diner with a half-dozen of her supporters. She looked andrecognized us. She excused herself from her party and walked over to us. Ilooked away. Lauren glared up at her."Hi," she said. "I was hoping to run into you two again. I owe you anapology. I was far too opinionated to live" You were rude," Lauren said. "And mean." I'm sorry," Olivia said. "There is no excuse. We all should be toleranttoward each. Sometimes she's worn hose or tights or whatever but today her long, muscular legs were bare.I've always been a leg-man. Sure, I like to admire the whole package but I always start by looking at the legs and hers are gorgeous. Apart from a little group of freckles on her left shoulder, her skin is flawless – unmarred by unsightly tattoos. Today's outfit showed off her long legs and clear skin wonderfully.By this time, she'd made it to the front of the line and I watched as she chatted cheerfully.