My parents wouldn't be home until 6:00.I let the rope ladder down and climbed down to the lawn. I knew my dad would want me to mow it before too much ...longer. I retrieved my glove and baseball from the base of the tree where I'd dropped them. I crossed the lawn tossing the ball up and catching it. Well, mostly catching it. The second time I missed, my grab slapped it across the yard where it rolled to a stop outside the old playhouse. My dad had let me help build it for Lisa and me when I was. ” Realizing this was the moment, I stood and put my arms around his waist and hugged him and said “Please don’t go.” I looked up and he then kissed me! My head was spinning and my heart pounding as my lipstick smeared between us. My hand found its way to his crotch and I massaged the outline of his hard cock through his jeans and I heard him moan softly. After a few minutes we broke apart and looked in each others eyes. “Oh gawd, I cant believe we are doing this.” He said. “I want. There is lots of different reasoning behind that but regardless here I am trying to write this story that has been in my head for sooooooooooo long. Please feel free to leave comments. Thanks everyone! Bella went into the living room where her father was engrossed in watching TV. As Bella neared him, it soon became apparent why he was so engrossed, ‘Dad are you fucking kidding me? I am sacrificing myself for your little gambling problem and you have the nerve to be watching the races?!’ He. His friends seemed so genuinely surprised that I smiled and said, "What, you've never had a naked flight attendant wait on you?" "I stood behind my husband and lightly massaged his shoulders. "Don't let me interrupt your card game. I'll stay out of the way right here."Stan tilted his head up, "Honey, why don't you dance for us? You're too pretty to hide back there." I'd love to dear husband."I took a sip of my Tequila and half walked, half danced my way to a spot about eight feet away. I kept.