We finally fell to the grass, laughing, locked in each other’s arms. I looked into her eyes, saw that wonderful, amazing smile, felt irrepressibly j...yous, even giddy. I lay back in the grass and Flower lay on top of me, her head on my chest. I folded her in my arms and held her close and felt something strangely like contentment….After a moment she raised her head, still smiling and gave me a playful kiss. I smiled, relishing her prettiness, and the next kiss was longer… slower… deeper - still. We'll take it from there an' you call the shots. You wanna stop, take notes, run away screaming, that's OK too. Point about physical stuff, it's meant to be fun. It ever feels like a chore, you're with the wrong person or it's time to move on. That work for you?' She never said a word, just got up and left. Her back view looked kinda perky though, so I guess I said the right stuff. Better to be lucky than rich, but if you can manage both, that's prime time. And she sure did remind me of Ellen.. Meagan just frowned at me; she seemed nervous."Whatcha drinkin'," I said to the new arrival. "And where's Bert?" Bert was Bertha, a pretty, big breasted German girl ten years any of our junior."A beer will be fine," he said. "She's at home. Got a bug of some kind." I nodded, Meagan had had the same thing a week earlier and had had to stay home to recuperate.A couple of hours, several dances—we shared Meagan and a couple of local ladies—and a whole lot of sauce later, the conversation loosened. My girlfriend was really sucking on her dad's cock! It was obvious that she knew what she was doing, and doing it very well judging from the moans her dad was making. Carolyn's dad tenderly held his daughter's head in his hands and started taking control by slowly working his cock into and out of her hungry mouth. I was having a hard time remaining quiet as I watched her dad fuck his daughter's face. Before too long he stopped his motion and wrapped her hair around his fist, drawing her head.