I knew my horizontal lips were going to love wrapping around his cock's large head. But I wanted to feel it first, just enough to stimulate daddy more... My fingers found daddy's pubic hair and tickled through it. I could feel the heat his erection was giving off as my hand was oh so close to it. It was so nice teasing daddy like this, preparing him for fluid release. I was going to make him cum in my mouth. I wanted to swallow his core just like he swallowed mine; let his warm eruption slide. I shut my eyes and prayed that they’d be gone when I opened them again. Sadly, no. A second look revealed the feet to be exactly where I’d left them, my gaze travelled up a pair of familiar, black trouser-clad legs (no I didn’t linger at the crotch, what kind of person do you think I am?), upwards over a very male chest in a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, to a face brimming with barely concealed amusement. At that moment, I’d have sold my mother to have thought to put newspaper down. And…well…why do you say it wouldn’t be the best? - Well, you know perfectly the situation and things between… - Well…yeah…maybe- my hands were tumbling. I was feeling really nervous and more and more excited all the time. – But you can never say… - So then…do you really consider me a good person? -Course I do! -Good enough for a kiss? I didn’t say anything else. I couldn’t. When I noticed, there were only a few centimeters between his face and mine. Suddenly, I felt the moment when his. Perhaps itdidn't really need to be written. But a comment in one of the reviewsfor "Who Am I" made me want to give Amy a happy ending and I felt I couldstill develop more variations on the theme.Because "I'm Gonna, I'm Gonna" and "Who Am I?" were written from thefirst-person points of view of Mike and Amy respectively I decided towrite "Flowers" in the third person, though still focused on thoughts andfeelings. I had wanted to open it up to some of the other characters.But, like "Who Am I",.