She may have finished it off and turned it into a home theatre or recreation room, or something. The weekend came and a new car appeared on Saturday n...ght only, this time around 11pm, attic light on, it was still there at 2am, but gone by daybreak. I did start to notice it was the same four or five cars that kept stopping by. It seems like Diane's dating style is much like my own, that is, if these are really dates. At this point I still have no solid proof Diane is engaging in anything. Trying not to be too obvious he keeps looking. I am thinking of my last sexual encounter and enjoying the tingling I acknowledge it by rubbing a little and picking up a leg to feel the breeze tease my pussy. I smile and turn over. The stranger continues to stare right at my crotch. My suit rides a little hi so I tug at it not sensing anyone around I pull further than usual the edge of my pussy lips almost visible. At that sight my stranger feels his cock starting to get hard inside his suit.. ‘Do you by any chance know the answer to number four?’ Of course, he’s pretty, not smart. ‘I think it’s nine?’ I say. ‘Actually, it’s thirteen.’ He says, ‘You carried the six wrong.’ ‘Oh, I, uh.’ I stutter. ‘So, I was thinking, maybe you might want to hang out later?’ He asks. Ohmygod! What do I say? ‘Okay.’ ‘Great. So, I’ll see you later?’ He smiles kindly. ‘Do you, maybe, wanna sit with us at lunch?’ I look down. ‘Sure,’ He goes back to writing on his worksheet. I look at my paper, and drift. He arched his back pulling the head out of her throat and she took a quick breath.Then her father tucked in forcing the dick as far as she could take it. This time she could look down and see his man meat hanging out of her mouth. There was still a bit to go to be like her mom. He settled in and stopped moving leaving the hot dog just short of were it was moments ago. Her folds were wet and hot. She could feel her father's heartbeat and his breathing by the movement of his dick now deep in her.