I increased my pace. One part of me wanted to stop, but the greater part of me was bucking so hard I blew my load, and what a load jism just can out, ...heavy ropes of come, shot after shot after shot. Sandie was bucking and screaming at the same time, hell I thought she is going to wake the whole house. She was coming like a train, flooding herself, me and the bed. We were both spent.I could not move, but I knew that I had to; I started to reach for the bedside lamp. But Sandie said “Don’t switch. The following days were the same. I could not get him out of my head. Thoughts of him popping up like a song you can't forget. Three nights in a row I masturbated as I thought of him, wondering what it would be like to be with someone so much older than I am. I had no real idea of how much older he was as his grey hair was a distraction from his youthful appearance and trim body.I had to see him again, see if I was fooling myself, see if the image in my mind was real.I drove in the next. “Yes son, I will do that if you let me kiss to see what it like to kiss a guy” Paul said.“Ok handshakes then we have a deal” I said.My dad and I shook hands and then my dad came close to me and placed his lips on to mine.I could taste the beer on my dad lips and I felt how soft they were, I felt my cock beginning to get hard too.Then I notice that my dad began to put his tongue in my mouth and I had my tongue in his mouth and my cock was getting harder.We keep like this for a bit as I felt his. So it keeps it mouth open and sucks and licks. Even with, I think, some degree of determination now as it tries to deep throat my dick. In a way I would never have imagined months ago. Then it licks every square millimeter clean and sometimes to my delight it starts working its lips and tongue up and down my shaft all over again. Trying to swallow me whole again, probably as a way to spend some precious minutes without that huge gag in her mouth. And all it does dutifully, now that it knows how.