Sometimes it's really fast. Or I can stretch it out and enjoy it," I answered."What do you fantasize about?" She asked Then she let out a sweet sigh a...nd a little moan."Sometimes guys, sometimes girls," I answered. "I've fantasized about this..." I said tentatively."Me too," she said without hesitating. "Did you fantasize about us doing anything else?" Oh my god, she was horny to try other stuff. I wasn't sure I was ready, but we agreed to answer honestly."I did," I said in a whisper, my. It was a pretty awkward thing to talk about.She stayed silent for a while, which I understood, but then it went on for so long that I had to say something, so I said, “Holly. What happened?”She stayed frozen, but her eyes looked up at me, before she cleared her throat, sat in her usual position and propped her herself on her elbow. Her lips parted slightly, then closed again, as she seemed hesitant to talk, before she finally said, “Let me ask you something.”“Seeking my wisdom already,” I said. “I’ve really been looking forward to this.”“I feel so guilty about leaving Annie at home.”He stared out the windshield for a second trying to come up with an appropriate response. Annie was their daughter, but that didn’t mean he planned his life around hers. She was twenty-six years old, a college dropout, and worked a part time job. She still lived at home, and it didn’t look like she had any plans to leave.According to his wife, they were supposed to arrange their whole lives for Annie’s. Then she fell forward on me kissing me like a lover not a son. I did not know what had just happened. My slid down me and started sucking my little dick. It felt good and I felt something release in me as she sucked on it. Mom got up and got dressed and told me this was our little secret and we could never tell anyone. Dad got home a little later and we caried on the rest of the day like nothing happened.that evening dad was in the shower mom came to my room and had me lie on the floor. she.