"What do you think would be the best?" he asked as he lightly ran his hand down his shaft. "I'm sure I can think of something to do with it," I said a... I moved my mouth to his tip. He already had a small drop of precum forming at the slit and I reached my tongue out and licked it off. I heard his breath catch and was emboldened. I ran my tongue up one side of the shaft and back up the other side. I ran my tongue around the rim of the head before taking the head into my mouth. I flicked my. He pressed my back against the door, holding himself still and letting me adjust to his size. I wasn't having that, my need was too great, and I awkwardly tried to thrust my hips against his, scraping my nails across his back. Getting the picture, he buried his face in my neck again and lifted with his arms, sliding me up his cock before mercilessly dropping me back down. I hissed in pleasure, urging him to do it again, and he complied, setting up a rhythm, pounding into me, demanding. “David, you’ve got your worried face on,” he answered, “come on, sit down and tell the old man all about it.”I sat, took in a deep breath and looked my dad in the eye.“She wants to go to Munich again,” I said.“Oh dear,” he said, looking concerned, “do you think that’s wise?”“Wise?” I mused, “no. Anything could happen and send her back to where she was at Christmas, or it could finally kill that ghost off.”“Or create a new one,” Dad said.“There’s that possibility too,” I agreed, “what do you. He’s been like this for as long as I’ve known Donna.My wife told me that during the week when she was visiting with Donna she showed her the video she made of me!I said, “You showed Donna?” I could feel my embarrassment rising.“Why? Is that a problem? Do you want me to stop honey?” she asked.“No, it’s just, oh well, so how did she react?” I stumbled through.“Well, Donna is pretty frustrated by her husband Don. So, I figured she could babysit you for me while I was with Bob and Sally. I wanted.