I was thrusting the dildo into my cunt at an alarming rate and while I could easily have climaxed without making a noise, that wasn’t the point.The ...ruse worked. My dad came crashing through the door shouting, “What’s going on? What’s the matter?”You should have seen the look on his face when he saw me with my legs apart, breasts on full display, my chest pounding with excitement and my hand on a flesh coloured object pounding into my pussy.I looked up at him as he stopped dead in his tracks.My. I put an early supper on and showed her around the dungeon. She was duly impressed by the remotely operated, hidden door at the back of my pantry.Dr. Miller called, sounding somewhat nervous, as we were finishing dessert, and said he was on his way. A few minutes later his HummVee (the first model, built for rugged off-road work, not the glorified SUV) pulled up into the yard.Jada met him at the door, an imposing figure in black leather, standing legs apart, fists on hips and a scowl on her. She lets out an unhappy groan. I kiss her inner thigh and she squeals. She is happy again. I kiss my way down her thigh to behind her knee. I stop there lifting it up and licking behind it and kissing it softly. It is driving her wild. I kiss down her calf heading for her toes. I pick up her foot and hold it aloft. I kiss her ankle, her instep, her arch and her toes. I suck on each of her toes. She is moaning continuously. I switch to her other foot and move up that leg, pausing as I did on the. Mom’s got a playlist of what she calls her ‘Sail Away’ songs. I’ve got them on my iPad. I asked her many times why she never acted on the sentiment.“By the time I was old enough,” she told me one time, “I was married and mother to YOU. Kinda puts a damper on unrealistic dreams.”And now I’m living Mom’s ‘unrealistic dream’. Okay, WE are living the dream.We’re also making ninety miles of progress each day towards Key West. And on the second day... We have a marine band radio. Several of them,.