“I’ll see you later.” She turned and went in the house. “Mouth or fingers?”
“Yes. Xxx Soaking did feel good. Why don’t you go on dates?” Caitlin asked. “Don’t start what we can’t finish!” She spent the rest of her time grabbing at my cock, rubbing herself on me, and jumping up so I could suck her other tit. Jamie scolded, “Shut up! Try to keep it to a dull roar.”
The next morning, after breakfast, Caitlin called. Jamie, maybe we can make her more comfortable.”
My daughter answered, “We should get naked, too? I should go.”
“Nonsense.” She started drying her hair. The fingers of her free hand played with me, stroking me, teasing the tender skin of my sack, tickling their way up and down my shaft. She posed in the doorway, smiling in her uniform, and then drove away.
