"Mistress, may I please use the bathroom?"Mistress was in the after glow of her orgasms. She had a dreamy look on her face. Without saying anything, s...he gestured with her hand. I took that to mean that she consented and I practically ran to the bathroom. I kneeled down over the toilet bowl and threw up copiously. I threw up all her juices that I had swallowed, her pussy hair (and ass hair), even my dinner. When I washed my face, I noticed that several of her pussy hair were stuck to my face. I. When I declined he said that he probably had too much work for me to sub it. I asked him how many cars he built a month. He said he only built eight to ten a year but he was always doing repairs. I told him that how about I do the frames for building the car and he hire a guy to do repairs. That guy could travel with him and work on stuff on the road. I didn't want to travel.He told me to stop by as that may be an answer. I told him that since I didn't do sheet metal other than weld it, he. He lowered his head, and his lips gently grazed mine. It sent shivers down my spine, and my whole body began tingling. He pulled back slightly, and then kissed me again, a little less gently. Our lips parted as I kissed him back, our tongues mingling as we tasted one another. I could feel his hands exploring my body, and mine his, tentatively at first and then more fervently. Our kiss deepened, became more intense, more savage, and our hands began ravaging each others bodies. He backed me up. " Thanks, Dad." Right! I think it's time we all had a drink." Good thinking, Dad!"Helen and Nick watched with smiles on their faces as Hal and Diana were reunited after three quarters of an hour. They touched hands and smiled at each other."Dad's got a treat for you." Ooh! Ooh!" Lemonade and lime with lots and lots of ice."There was a momentary pause before they both burst into laughter and fell into each other's arms."I could probably do better than that," grinned Nick."Damn!" said Diana..