A week with the heater." Then we'll be warm and we can cook. Are you cooled off?"I guess I looked puzzled."From earlier. Gosh, Stoney, you get me..." ...Jo, you're just a delight," I said."I'm glad to be your delight. Get your banjo. We need to practice."And practice we did. My fingers were developing a better connection to my eyes. Jo's sheet music for the harp part of a Mozart concerto was a giant step up from my normal 'three chords' routine on a banjo, but I had toyed with scales and such and. I smiled and reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck, and kissed him, tangling my tongue erotically with his as usual, making my father smile against my lips. "You're getting so good at that" he commented, then grabbed my hips and picked me up, holding me bridal style. I blushed and wrapped an arm around his neck. "Are you going to teach me that thing mommy used to do now daddy?" I asked with a smile. My father nodded, grinning. "I am" I could feel the excitement building as my father. I pulled my arm from under him and groaned as he took me into his mouth. Instinctively, I began to move my cock slowly up and down in him, not forcing myself in his mouth, it felt so good. My left hand reached down over his back to grab his arse cheek - don't ask me why, it just seemed the natural thing to do!Paul suddenly sat up. "Fuck your dick is thick. Stand up, I can't reach you properly," he said, wiping some spit from his mouth. I suddenly realised I was not the first cock he'd had. I. " He opens the bottle and squirt a little of its contents into the palm of his hand. He walks behind me and out of my view. I hear him open my dresser drawer and pull something out. He walks back and hands me my favorite vibrator. "Here, use this." I turn it on, and place it on my clit. I put my face into my pillow. I'm a little frightened, but I know Daddy wont let anything bad happen to me.I feel him put a little of the liquid on my butt hole. It's very cold but I like the sensation it sends.