Maybe I am pregnant.My Dad kisses me, tongue sliding into my mouth. I kiss back, losing myself into his embrace. I open my legs, wanting to feel him o...n me and inside me again. He moves between my legs, kisses down my neck, then sucks on each nipple in turn. I moan with delight, I love how that makes me feel. “Mmmmm, Oh Daddy” I moan in delight “You like that Baby?” he asks. “Oh yes, yes” I respond. He starts to suckle on a nipple, little tiny sucks. I shudder with delight. “Ahhhh!” I come close. I find his stories extremely erotic.As I listen to his deep, dark, rich, voice I begin to become aroused. We discuss the erotic stories he's sent me and past experiences we've had and as we talk... I get hotter and wetter.When Michael says that he is laying on the couch and stroking his cock, that's all I can take. I reach for my dolphin, that I keep on the night table beside my bed, and turning it on, ease it between my pussy lips and against my clit.As I do this, I tell Michael what I'm doing. That started the controversy that lead to Julie and I attending the wedding without Wayne. Things at home only got worse after that night. Wayne moved out of our bedroom of twenty five years, taking the empty bedroom we used as a guest room. We had a couple of heated arguments, but once he knew I'd made up my mind, to go to the wedding with or without him, he chose to stop talking. He didn't speak to either of us for almost two weeks, prior to our leaving for Chicago. Choosing instead, to act. .oh you're such a good kisser, and I just met you" she says. She is breathing heavily. Panting in and out. "Ohhhh....I don't......but I have a..... oh that feels good." She continues to moan softly. Then the sounds of them kissing. Then silence. A minute passes. I hear rustling, and the wet sound of them kissing. "Oh god your tongue feels good" I hear her say. "Oh god lick me good, right there" and I realize he is going down on her. What an asshole! I can't move, I can barely think, and I'm.