It probably looks very weird and I am so turned on I last less than 10 minutes. “Oh yes, that is perfect darling” she says with a sigh “Nancy wi...ll look so sexy in that”.I can see that Susan is determined to invite the couple she has been texting with to come to meet us face to face. I suggest a café or the pub. “Don’t be silly” she retorts “they will be dressed up and so will we”. I realise that she has already made up her mind. “I will invite them to come here at 8pm on Saturday” she goes on. I made a vodka and cranberry drink and sat down on the couch with it. It's my favorite drink and I took slow sips so I wouldn't get too drunk. Daddy came out the bathroom and sat next to me on the couch with a beer in his hand. He started asking me about guys at school. I never told him about my boyfriend and I really didn't want to, fearing that he might be jealous. I looked into his eyes and I knew I couldn't lie, so I took a big gulp of my drink and told him all about my boyfriend. He looked. It was a fascinating, liberating state. My body wanted hers with undifferentiated biological urgency-I wanted to eat her alive, to throw her down on her bed and drive her into the mattress, to split her open with my cock and fill her with load after load of semen. But incredibly, I also knew with calm certainty that I would never actually do that, and that I didn't actually WANT to do that to my daughter. I was like an observer of myself, and I was able to note my body's response to her. As I started swallowing Thomas walked over to Cathy and planted a lip lock on her and said, "I'll see you tonight baby." "I'm looking forward to meeting your friends." answered Cathy as Thomas walked back to his house. After a few more minutes, Cathy lifted her soaked pussy off of my now sticky face and says, "Well you have a gate to build, so you better get busy." As I sat there, she noticed the look of humiliation on my face, and tells me "You know this is all your fault, Jim." "My fault???.