"I've got to stay cool," he thought. "It would be really upsetting if I drooled or came in my pants or something. Breathe, Tim, breathe." I'm here," h...e said. "Which end of the curtain are you going to open?" Over here," Sandy replied, pushing her arm out into the room. "And remember, one kiss, and no tricks, or you're a dead man. Ready?" Ready."When Sandy poked her head around the shower curtain, Tim nearly fainted. It was the most beautiful sight he had seen in all his sixteen years. "There's. “Not so fast, Killer. I’m driving this train.” With that, she turned around, and then stood up on the couch, her ass inches from his face as she held her skirt up around her waist. With a slow, almost teasing motion, she bent over, and then she lowered herself onto him. “C’mon, Roger. Let me feel that tongue. Don’t be shy.” Roger obliged. Though younger, he was no stranger to pleasing a woman orally, and began by flicking his tongue over her labia, enjoying her scent as her pussy moistened. I couldn't wait to get home. The torture of not knowing was killing me, but the anticipation of finding out excited me beyond belief.At 5 in the afternoon, my phone pinged again.Lamar just left. come on home and see what he's done. Dinner will be on the table.I parked the car in the drive, hobbled up the steps to the kitchen door.In my best Desi Arnaz imitation, I called out, "Lucy, I'm home!"From the dining room, I heard, "Dinner's on the table. Come and get it!"Rounding the corner I stood in. He sat down for a minute, hoping his cock would let up, but it still stayed hard. He sighed. He decided to go into his daughter’s room and apologize for his actions.“Knock, knock,” he said in front of his daughter’s door. “Can I come in?”“Sure, whatever,” came from the room, dejected, but he could hear a little raspiness to her voice.He opened the door to find his daughter on the bed, curled up into a fetal position. This, of course, gave him a fine view of her supple ass, but he tried to.