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Their father was still sitting in his chair, dozing. | Their father was still sitting in his chair, dozing. “We are going for a wee,” Tracy announced. | ||
He looked up at me and | He looked up at me and grinned like he knew exactly what was going on. “Don’t be too long, it’s nearly time to be getting ready for dinner,” he said. | ||
I followed the girls into one of the family cubicles and sat down on the bench. They stood in front of me looking at me and then at each other and I wondered if they’d lost their nerve. “I thought you needed a wee,” I said. | I followed the girls into one of the family cubicles and sat down on the bench. They stood in front of me looking at me and then at each other and I wondered if they’d lost their nerve. “I thought you needed a wee,” I said. | ||
Revision as of 08:48, 17 June 2019
Their father was still sitting in his chair, dozing. “We are going for a wee,” Tracy announced.
He looked up at me and grinned like he knew exactly what was going on. “Don’t be too long, it’s nearly time to be getting ready for dinner,” he said.
I followed the girls into one of the family cubicles and sat down on the bench. They stood in front of me looking at me and then at each other and I wondered if they’d lost their nerve. “I thought you needed a wee,” I said.
They burst out laughing. “It’s Tracy,” Toni said. “She said you are a pedo cos you were kissing our pussies. Are you?”
I looked down at the obvious lump in my swim shorts. “What do you think,” I asked.
This sent them into fits of giggles until Tracy reached out to touch it. “Can we see it,” she asked. “I told you he’d have a nice one,” she said when I tugged my shorts down and let them fall around my ankles, freeing John Thomas. I’m sorry to say that after about thirty seconds of having both girls licking and sucking me I couldn’t hold back and a fountain of white spunk caught them both out.
“Eww,” Toni said; she’d caught the worst of it on her face. I apologised again as the girls wiped it off and then looked down at my poor wilting cock. “It’s okay,” she said, sounding disappointed. “It happens to daddy sometimes.
What do you do?