Geez! I had to get off of that. I should be happy for Joanne. What kind of selfish bastard am I anyway? I decided it was time to bake some bread."Mom!... I'm going to bake," I called when I entered the kitchen."In a minute, Brian. We'll be out in a minute," my dad's voice snapped back.Crap! What did I do? Then it hit me. My parents were having sex! Oh shit! I ran out through the garage and grabbed my bike and took off as hard as I could pedal. I didn't have any idea where I was headed, but I was. You stare at me as you drop down and swallow up the makeshift (no pun intended) dildo all the way, completely filling yourself in one stroke.You scream out in ecstasy, so loud in fact I'm worried someone will call the police. I slap you across the face, with my open hand to get your attention. I then grab your still soaking wet, tiny-excuse-for-a-set-of-panties, and shove them into your mouth. The tiny fabric acts as a gag to keep you a little quieter. After what seems like only a few minutes. The rest of your present will given to you later… in my bed.”He took her by the hand and led her to the stairs. He then retrieved his clothes and went backstage. Will had made arrangements with his boss to only work that one show this evening so he quickly changed into his street clothes and headed for home. Christy was supposed to bring Ann by around eleven o’clock.When the doorbell chimed at precisely eleven, Will had several candles lit, the bed turned down, soft music playing in the. The only thing in his favor was his pretty daughter that ran all his errands and kept the barbershop looking reasonably clean and neat. Her name was Sue and she was as cute as a button even at eighteen years old. I didn’t like the way her father allowed the troublemaking customers to fondle her adorable plump bottom like she was one of the saloon girls giving out free samples to prospective clients. Of course, she just giggled and made a joke of it but I could tell she was mortified and ashamed.