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My f****y

... relationship was going to change forever. There was a knock on the door and I asked the person to come in. It was my dad. He had changed into a shirt and jeans. "Hey sweetie, you ok?" "Feels a bit weird, Dad. So sorry that I put you up to this." "Oh its fine sweetie, I enjoyed it and you don't have to worry about it. It won't happen again, if you don't want to do it. It was just a simple exchange between us friends." He was quite close and I could feel his body heat. He rubbed my back and suddenly I was starting to get wet. "Its cool dad, I won't tell mom." "Well, it doesn't matter. I don't think she would mind," he laughed as he said that. "What makes you say that?" "I don't know but its not gonna happen again OK?" "Does that mean that you don't feel anything for me?" Without waiting for an answer I grabbed his crotch. His cock was rock hard. "Then what do I feel here?" I asked. His face was red and without thinking I unzipped him and took it out. "Oh sweetie, don't!" "Oh my poor daddy, you are so horny today!" I rubbed his cock head making him moan again and then I turned my face towards him and sucked him again. Before long he was holding onto me as I sucked him. It didn't take long for him to shoot into my mouth and this time there wasn't much cum and I managed to drink the lot. He reached down for my pussy but we heard a car pull up outside. He rushed out my room and we were just in time as mom and Aunt Karen had returned home. I waited in my room for a couple of hours pretending to do my homework but my mind was in turmoil. How was I going to handle this situation? I didn't think I could control myself around dad and nor could he. It was going to be an interesting summer.