As I lay there, my mind unwilling to drift into sleep I find my thoughts turning toward visions of full sweet lips, lips wrapping themselves around th...e tip of my cock. The fan blowing nearby helps but can’t stop the small beads of sweat from forming across my chest. As my hand strokes circles around my stomach tracing down to my pubic area. My cock starts to come to life. Slowly rising and hardening. I feel no choice but to continue what my naughty thoughts have started. My mind is trained on. " Uh-huh," she said. "The yard'll wait until mid-week, and we both can knock it out in no time."Yep! TWO kayaks. An hour later we were on the road to the park where we could put in to play on the water. Nikki looked darned good in a conservative two-piece bathing suit, even if the floatation vest covers some of the goodies. Long legs. Nice butt. Her hair was swept whimsically by her floppy boonie hat."You don't want me to get too much sun, baby, believe me. It'll look like my freckles were put. Andrea kept going, pushing the tube farther into her nostrils, even as Susan mentally panicked. It wasn’t painful, but it did not feel good. Once the tubes were apparently deep enough, Andrea made Susan breath through her nose. She didn’t have any problems doing so, though it felt odd. It was hard to describe. It didn’t hurt at least. Andrea nodded, and then a familiar black glob of slime appeared. It slinked over to her nostrils, and the sudden wet cold very quickly turned into the familiar. Laurie may want to stay over once in a while, too. She can sleep in Jack's old room or on our couch. That'll give you two some time together."I could see Wanda liked that idea as I closed the door. Just as they started off, I yelled, "Don't forget her food tomorrow."Daddy made a U-turn, stopped and stuck his head out of the window. "Are you sure you don't want to come over and supervise to make sure we don't screw things up?" That's OK, Daddy. If you screw things up, you can fix them."I went in.