The girls were talking to me and Sue said that I looked like I had a problem. Damn. These girls were as smart as their mother. "What is it, Dad? Maybe...we can help. That's what we're here for," said Cheryl."Well, if you have to know; the doctor told me I would be here for about a week and then I'd probably be bedridden for a couple of weeks and on crutches for at least a few months. I'm just not sure how I'm going to do it." Dad," said Sue. "We told you yesterday not to worry because we got you. "Hey Drue can I throw on one of your old t-shirts or something?" I asked. He turned around and threw me a shirt. I turned my back to him and asked "Can you unzip me please?". I was wearing a short, tight, black strapless dress and red pumps with a red lace thong and no bra. He ran his fingers down my shoulders and came so close I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. I gasped. He began to unzip my dress while I held the front of it. He unzipped it down to the top of my red thong. He put. Somewhere."I found some old pliers. I had to use a kitchen knife as a screwdriver. I removed the window guard and the fan's rear grill. It was a mess. I ran hot soapy water in the sink and dipped a rag in it to clean the blades and major parts. The water was dark brown by the time I was almost finished.Ronnie walked into the kitchen and pressed her hands into her lower back. "Oh! I finally got most of it up. Almost broke my back." You okay in there?" Yeah. Finally. I'm sorry. I couldn't get a. FUCK. I am cumming. Fuck, I am cumming. I AM CUMMING. YOU ARE MAKING ME CUM. OH GOD!!.” And then she surrendered; like a surfer riding the perfect pipeline wave she sensed the weight of her orgasm closing around her and let go, giving herself to the rolling and tumbling sensation. Her thighs closed around his head as she flopped back onto the bed, her back arching first one way and then the other and her fingers tangled in his hair. Somehow his tongue had moved to her opening and was lapping.