I've been having sex with women. Remember?" "That's fine, Lisa," said John, as he now had two of his held-together fingers (his middle finger and his ring finger) inserted up into Lisa's vagina. And he was curling his two fingers towards him, and intentionally using his fingertips to massage her G-spot area. "I guess I'll just have to go buy some condoms somewhere." "Oh, no you don't! I hate those damn things! Tell you what, if it'll make you feel better, I'll bop on down to the store and get some foam, or sponges, or something. Anything but condoms." "Okay." "Daddy, as much as I'm enjoying this, I think we'd better get out of here, before Mom catches us," Lisa said, realizing that John's adept fingering of her G-spot was just about to make her cum hard. And she knew that if she just stayed there and let that happen, they would end up fucking right there, in the bathroom. So Lisa wisely decided that she had better leave right away, for both their sakes. "You're right, Lisa," John agreed, pulling his fingers out of her wonderful vagina, but not until after she had removed her hands from his fully-erect dick and his balls. Lisa started japanese to put her panties and jeans back on. But when she picked the panties up off the floor, she saw the front of the gooey sperm-soaked panties, and reacted with, "Euuuh Yuuuck!" and then tossed the panties into the waste basket beside the toilet. "Don't worry, Daddy. I brought plenty of panties with me. Mom always taught me to pack extra underwear whenever I take a trip out of town. I'll just have to wear my jeans 'au naturel' for now. It isn't like I haven't done it before," said Lisa, as she was buttoning up the front of her jeans and pulling her zipper up. "It's times like this that I'm thankful I don't have any pubes," Lisa said, showing her wit, and her innate sense of humor. Meanwhile, John was pulling his own pants and underwear back up. "Okay, I'll go out first," Lisa said. "And I'll distract Mom, so that you can sneak out, and then come in the front door, like you were just returning from a walk." Just as soon as Lisa had left the bathroom and closed the door behind her, John sprang into action. First, he stuck his two fingers--the ones that he had pulled out of Lisa's vagina, just moments before--right up under his nose, and took several deep whiffs of Lisa's intoxicating, pheromone-laden pussy-aroma. Then he reached down into the waste basket beside the toilet, retrieved Lisa's sperm-coated panties, and tossed them into the bathroom's laundry hamper, making sure to burrow them well down under the rest of the dirty laundry. John figured that he would come back later in the night to "properly dispose of" Lisa's sperm-soaked panties. Lastly, he used the damp washcloth to carefully wipe up the little puddles of sperm that he had left all over the bathroom. He thoroughly rinsed the washcloth out under the faucet, and then wrung the excess water out japan of it, before dropping it down into the laundry hamper, and closing the hamper door. John snuck out of the bathroom, and then out the front door. He turned around and made a grand, overly-noisy entrance, as if he were coming back from one of his walks. So Lisa's plan had went off without a hitch. She and John had both managed to escape the bathroom, without being caught by Jan. reality And Lisa had also managed to "conveniently forget" to tell John about her and Jan "getting it on" together. Later that same night, after Jan and Alex were fast asleep, Lisa snuck into John's bedroom. She quickly pulled down her cotton panties, and stepped out of the leg-holes, leaving the crumpled-up panties on the floor next to the bed. She got into bed with John, hiked the bottom of her knee-length nightshirt up around her waist, and they made love, just like they were husband and Funny wife, instead of father and daughter. Of course they had to compensate for the huge difference in their body-weights. After an extended period of genital foreplay and oral sex that lasted about 20 minutes, Lisa told John that she needed to go to the restroom to put in a birth control sponge. She pulled the packaged sponge out of the pocket at the front of her nightshirt--which she had left on, throughout their foreplay--and showed the sponge to John, before she headed off to the restroom down the hall. He wanted to give me this rapture. So, he asked Estelle to ride with him to help him select an appropriate house for some Hispanic friends of his to live in. It needed to be as humble as possible, but still functional for a Hispanic’s family’s needs. At the same time, her hands reached out and found my dick. It felt so hot. My sister knelt down on the carpet yoga style in front of the coffee table across from son. ‘Good.’ He said. It’s probably going to take some getting use to for her.” I'd have to do something about that. Call the number listed and my driver will not come and you will never hear from me again. It might be hard to continue to come up with fantasies every day…but…maybe, as Sir gives me new instructions, it will ignite my fantasy reality life and make me realize there are passions I’d like to experience. 15 minutes later the girls are back in the japan great room there collars on. Jerrod is consumed by a rage, japanese darkness taking over, flesh is burning, eyes go black. Funny "I'm sure you're not the only one. I turned and saw Sam step closer, holding her bathing suit bottoms, tucking them into our beach bag. Revealing more cleavage and a simple linen bra. The tendril pulls out slightly before pushing in again. 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