Whatever it was it was making me tingle between my legs as I watched.That's when I recognized the man's voice - it was my dad doing the fucking on cam...ra. I looked at his sleeping figure, more specifically his hand covering his cock. I could see his large balls and then I noticed the white liquid splashed all over his chest and tummy. It wasn't dried up or caked up yet and I figured dad had jerked off and passed out only minutes before I had walked in. For some reason that made me even wetter.I. ”Colvin got up and I led him out of my office and down the hallway. I pointed at John’s closed door, and said, “You’ve already met John. He’s our chairman of the board and is one of the designated grownups.”“You have more than one?”“Number two is Jake Eisenstein. He’s our Treasurer.” Jake’s office door was open and directly across from John’s. When we looked in, he was looking at us and scratching his head, but he was scratching it with a middle finger. “Jake’s not only old, but he’s also. I bounced around like a beachball quarter-filled with water. That day I felt a tingle in the air. I’d always been able to know a storm might be coming, but not why. I was leaning against the sign by the old flagpole. I just knew I could cause a huge thunderstorm to rage around me, hit me with lightning, hail, even pull me up into a tornado. When I heard you screaming, it was too late to stop it. Do you have any idea how shitty it feels to summon a massive storm cell with so much power it had to. Paul moved down the bed and I sensed his mouth near my pussy, felt the breathing against my clit. He kissed my pussy it. I had to put my hand on my mouth to stop crying out. He began to finger my cunt and my body was thrashing more than usual. His arm gripped me. Even under his grip my body arched off the bed and my head thrashed from side to side. Oh god was that good. My pussy was drenched, I must have drowned him as I held his head to me desperately, grinding against him like a whore.He was.