“I love you Joeyy. You know that right? You mean the world to me.”“Soppy Git!” She heard a low mumble from her father as she swung her legs ov...er his, “Stop worrying so much! I’m a big girl now!”“I know! Can you forgive me for being so protective?”“Maybe...if you kick that guys arse for having his hand up my top!” She sat behind her father, leaning on his shoulders, her hair dr****g down his chest.“I said I was protective not stupid!” He chuckled and kissed her cheek, “It all looked pretty. She stopped flipping through the channels and looked at the time, it has been about a half hour since her parents had left. She stood up, stretched and yawned, looking back at the couch where she had been sitting and she saw her body form from sweat on the couch. This is ridiculous, she thought to herself. She drank the last of her what use to be ice cold drink than headed to the bathroom. She was hoping a cold bath would help her cool down some.Peeling her bikini top off of her B-cup breasts. I arrived at his place where he invited me in and I followed him upstairs to his bed room, he was wearing just a top and jogging bottoms, I could tell things hadn't changed because immediately he dropped his joggers and his full erect 8" cock flopped out, as big as I remember. without hesitation I dropped to my knees grabbing his monster cock and wrapped my lips around it.I continued to suck as I took off my top and jeans and then finally my boxers for my 6" erect cock to flop out, I started to. He still could not talk. He still wrote down everything on my little laptop. ‘Your place.’ Of course I was curious about my flat, but I was even more curious about how Peter lived. My imagination had come up with a lot of different scenarios, from a total mess to clinically stark. The only thing that would surprise me was a very ordinary IKEA-catalogue home. ‘I have had this house for five years,’ he said. ‘You are my first visitor.’ Behind the front door was a stairway. Blue, all shades of.