The cold air hit my pussy and I could smell my wetness lingering in the air. She licked up and down my pussy but avoided my clit. I was getting restle...s now and began to show her where the clit was. "Of course I know where it is, silly! Be patient, baby doll." Anything Hailey said right now would make me melt but I did love having pet names. After a few minutes of torturous teasing she rose. She sat on my pussy with hers and I heard the squelch of wetness colliding. This was probably the best. Stories so bizarre they will test even the most fertile imaginations. You be the judge whether my father had made it all up in fun, or as I believe, was telling the truth. Fact or Fiction?…Ask yourself this, why in the world would he have taken the time to so meticulously chronicled these events over a 25 year’s span and then kept them carefully hidden in a locked attic trunk (away from the prying eyes of his wife and children)? The Broadway Hollywood Department Store was located at the famous. Maybe even wishing, he would come back in. I drifted off to sleep.His touch awoke me again, I was on my side and immediately rolled onto my back, giving him full access to my young body. Again, in the dark, in the silence, his touch made me hard. Pushing my shirt up, I felt his lips kiss my chest, then his tongue lick my nipple, without thinking I let out a trembling exhale of breath. I could not of imagined how good this could feel. His hand pulled my bottoms down, freeing my hard cock and I. He asked if it was OK to sit there as it wouldn't be as far to walk to collect his popcorn later. About 10 minutes into the film my wife tapped my arm and whispered "look". The man's hand was resting on her shoulder and his fingers were stroking her neck. He was staring at the screen as if he was unaware what he was doing. My wife was making no attempt move his hand and at one point I’m sure she smiled. From being tensed up when I first looked, she now seemed to be relaxing and didn’t react.