Early? You have to go now, Cindy. I dont want you here when the guys show up, to watch the football game. Why? his wife giggled. Because youll be talk...ing about guy things? Come on, I have no place to go for four hours. I definitely couldnt go to a book store or the shopping center in this type of outfit. Where else could I possibly go? I dont want you here, honey, because the guys who will be coming over to watch the game are a bit rowdy. I dont think you would like them. Oh, listen to you,. You are so good at that.” He retraced his same steps, but on his fourth expedition, he spent much time delving into all my folds and giving me playful nips. My legs wobbled. I was floating so high, high, high. He lovingly toyed me with his tongue, inside and out. It was slow and slippery, much different than the fingering. He attended to my clit and tugged and rolled it between with firm, full lips. He was taking me higher, and my pussy was gearing up to let loose. Just when I was about to. He would stay up into the wee hours of the morning. In fact I don't ever recall seeing him go to bed, he was just there in the morning. If we just had to go to the bathroom it was okay because it was right next to my bedroom and daddy didn't have to be interrupted. If we were hungry or thirsty though then daddy would sometimes get annoyed, telling us to wait before coming down the hall. When daddy gave permission we had to hurry passed the living room and into the kitchen, fetch what we wanted. Well we got back to having a few drinks and Emily says "You know, we should stay and not catch the train home, this is cool here".I went online and found them both a booking for a hotel not too far from the railway station, so they wouldn't have too far to go, should they need to catch their train early tomorrow. The pub we more or less settled at was quite cosy (an old independent place, only plays music, no TVs or stuff) and one of the tables in the back was quite secluded. We chatted while.