I picked up my underwear and led him to my room.I stripped nude and threw myself on the bed, rolled to my side to watch him take off his shirt and soc...s. I propped up on my elbow and admired his equipment. This was my first intimate inspection of him and I liked the view. As his shirt hit the floor he started toward me but I told him to stop. He stood fully erect to his 5’10” and fully rigid to well over 7” down there. Dad always belittled him for being a wimp little pussy, but Max looks. I twitched, my eyes moving. My legs spasmed from the delight. It was so incredible to feel. Daddy was eating me out as I slept. He was such a naughty daddy. He made me feel so good.“Damn, Candy,” he groaned. “Oh, damn, your pussy tastes so good. My daughter has such a yummy cunt.”I wanted to squeal in delight. I was so glad that he loved the taste of me because I savored his tongue licking and lapping at me. He ran that naughty tongue over my folds. He caressed me. Teased me. He did such. I sincerely hoped that that would be the case. When it came time for Doug to go to bed and me to leave, Pam asked me if I wanted to join them again for dinner the next night. It would be Christmas Eve and I really had no other plans this year, since it was the first year after my divorce and my own family was out of town. I accepted her offer and we set a time as I left. “I’m making chicken tomorrow,” Pam started as I was walking out the door, “It’s Doug’s favorite.” “Left over stew would be. I had given them a dose of their own medicine. I can be as outrageous as the next guy if I think I can get away with it. With these girls, I was pretty sure I could. It might be a good thing to keep them off balance once in a while. "Can't let them get too confident," I thought aloud.Don and Muriel Nichol enjoyed the special party we threw for his retirement. Don was an avid photographer and with my mother's help, we determined a new telephoto lens for his DSLR camera would be just the ticket..