Priya came around the sofa and sat down on the edge leaning toward me. “You can take your foot off your cock now. It looks kind of painful.” I lifted my foot and put it on the floor. My cock had softened considerably but it was still tenting my shorts. “Jack Sweetie? Please don’t lie to me about matters concerning my daughter. Okay?” I stared down at the area rug under the coffee table examining the pattern. I hadn’t been chastised like this in a long time and I knew I deserved it.
I knew I couldn’t justify myself. I had acted as irresponsibly as the teenage girls they were. I knew better but I didn’t want Divi to get in trouble. I told Priya the whole truth about what the girls were here for. I told her that when I felt hands on my flaccid cock, I was certain that it was her coming back to complete our morning tryst.
Priya smiled at that and dropped herself off the sofa to her knees and moved up between my legs. She reached up and pulled my shorts over my semi-erection. I lifted my hips and she pulled my shorts down over my feet and threw them on the coffee table. She cradled my cock in her hand and flicked her tongue up and down the shaft. She giggled when it rose back to full size.
Priya didn’t waste a second as she pushed her lips over my crown and lashed the ridge with her tongue. My head dropped back against the headrest. I groaned out, “Oh my God. You are good.” She giggled again and pushed her lips all the way to the base. I groaned again as my glans pushed into her throat. She stopped right there flicking her tongue at the top of my ball-sack until she needed to breathe. She pulled back up and took a deep breath before going right back down again.
After not getting off with either Joanna or Divi, I was savoring the intensity of my approaching orgasm and Priya smiled around my erection as she could feel the hardening that preceded it. My toes curled and my hips thrust up taking Priya’s head with them. I yelled, “Fuck. I’m cumming. Jesus.”
Priya pulled back to my glans and clamped her lips around the ridge and readied for the onslaught of cum that she had come to expect from me. Jizz burst up my shaft into her mouth. She swallowed as she needed to and when I was done launching eight or so strong streams of cum; she eased off my glans and said, “Holy Shit Jack. You’d think you haven’t cum in weeks and I happen to know firsthand that that’s not true. How many times did you get off today after I left?”
Without really thinking, I gave her a confused look like I didn’t know what she was talking about. She grinned at me and said, “Don’t act like you don’t understand the question. You aren’t the only one around here with a pair of binoculars. I watched most of what happened on your deck. Pretty hot, Jack. You do know that sound travels quite well on the water, right? I masturbated to a couple orgasms watching you guys. Who were they? Why were they here?”
“Sorry. Those were my wife’s sisters and the older sister’s daughter. The older sister stops by occasionally to check on me; to see if I’m alive or not, she says. She brought her daughter this time but I hadn’t seen her since I moved here. The youngest sister is considerably younger than my wife and I hadn’t seen her since I moved here either. I couldn’t believe how much she looks like my wife. She’s two years older than my wife was when she died.”