The Witness

... I did not make it in time. Even though the stop button was pressed, the doors still opened. Marina selflessly continued to move her blond head back and forth, pushing her mouth onto the penis and not noticing anything around. And I waited in horror for the door to open completely and a man who had become an involuntary witness to our fun would appear before my eyes. Thoughts about how to hush up the matter were already spinning in my head. Pay off? Find an excuse? But what can we say?

Finally the door opened. Standing on the threshold was Marfa Ilyinichna, a pensioner woman, an extremely quarrelsome and spiteful person. She widened her eyes in amazement and began to look from me to Marisha and back. The old woman was obviously speechless. I hastily pulled away from my daughter's hot mouth and began buttoning up my pants. Marinochka looked to the left, saw the uninvited guest, felt ashamed and turned away, wiping her soiled lips. Her cheeks and ears turned crimson, but she remained on her knees, resting them on the soft ottoman.

Marfa Ilyinichna stood there, helplessly opening her mouth, like an aquarium fish. But the screaming and swearing were just asking to come out.

- Marfa Ilyinichna, calm down. It's not what you think..." I began.

- What?! How can you afford it?! Dear daughter! I'm calling law enforcement immediately!

- No need! Look, we didn't do anything like that! It's just... exercise! Gymnastics! -- I was talking nonsense, hoping for something unknown.

But Marfa Ilyinichna had already squeezed into the elevator and began to push us out with her elbows. Marisha just had time to grab the ottoman when the pensioner took a seat in the cabin and pressed the button for the 11th floor. Her face expressed anger and hatred, she was full of determination to "report where it should be."

My daughter and I looked at each other sadly - because of the evil old woman, all our mood disappeared. While going upstairs, Marinochka managed to complain about the current situation and said another phrase that surprised me.

- Dad, it was still cool! It was not in vain that I made such a wish.

- Wait a minute, what exactly did you like?

- The situation itself. The thrill, that feeling when someone can walk in and see... It's amazing! When we do it at home or in a tent, it's a completely different experience. It's also nice and fun, I enjoy it, just like you, but there is no adrenaline rush and such a nagging feeling inside, it's hard to describe...

- But they saw us! Do you understand what this can lead to?

- Understand. Sorry, but I really liked the sensations themselves.

I was ashamed to admit, but I also experienced something similar.

- Okay, to be honest, I liked it too. But how are we going to get out now, huh?

"We'll figure something out, don't worry, dad!"

We reached the 12th floor and entered the apartment. Vika and Arkasha still haven't arrived. Marina went to the kitchen to make tea, and I sat down at my laptop. After some time the doorbell rang. I went to open it, thinking it was Vika and Arkasha. But on the threshold stood a man in the uniform of a law enforcement officer. I literally broke out in a cold sweat, but I forced myself to open the lock. Behind the representative of the law loomed the restless Marfa Ilyinichna.

- Here he is, here he is! Look, you libertine! - the old woman hissed.

"The district commissioner, Sergeant Ogurtsov," the guest introduced himself after I opened the door. -- A complaint has been received against you and your daughter. That you and she were allegedly engaged in... ahem-ahem, hooliganism. Please, the documents are yours and your daughter's.

I wandered to the filing cabinet. My head was empty, I didn't know how to behave at all. Taking the passports, I returned to the hallway, where the modest Marisha stood with her eyes downcast. Shy, in her short pleated skirt, she seemed the embodiment of innocence. After looking at the documents, Sergeant Ogurtsov suddenly became stern. He turned to the pensioner sneak.

- Why didn't you say that your daughter is of age? This radically changes the situation! - the guest in uniform said angrily. "They are adults, but there is no article in the Criminal Code for the relationship between father and daughter.

He turned to us.

- But be careful in future. With such and such neighbors...

And Sergeant Ogurtsov left, his polished cap flashing. Marfa Ilyinichna could only spit after him and threaten us with her fist.

After the door was locked, my daughter turned to me. A shadow of concern slipped across her joyfully smiling face.

- What if she tells everyone?

- Who will believe her? She has long had a reputation as a crazy clique...

The smile returned to Marisha's face. She rushed into my arms and I hugged my amazing girl, a lover of thrills. It was simply wonderful to feel the touch of her elastic mounds, hidden by the thin fabric of a T-shirt. I leaned over and kissed Marina right on her plump baby lips. They softly opened and I penetrated her mouth with my tongue.

We kissed hungrily for several minutes, unable to get enough. My body was filled with lightness and joy that today's adventure ended so successfully and painlessly. Finally Marisha broke away and said in a whisper, looking straight into my eyes:

- Dad, I don't want to play chess anymore.

- What are we going to do?

- Let's drink tea and then watch a movie.

No sooner said than done. After finishing with a fragrant hot drink and buns, we went to the room with a home cinema. Our choice was the wonderful family comedy Home Alone. But literally after half an hour the film had to be paused.

At the moment when the main character's family discovers the fact that Kevin was not on the plane, Marisha laughed heartily, covering her mouth with her palm, as if embarrassed to laugh so openly. This gesture of hers excited me greatly, I moved closer to her and put my right hand under the T-shirt of my smiling daughter. After squeezing the girl's elastic breast several times, I removed my hand, but Marisha did not want to stop there.

She kicked off her slippers, tucked her feet under her and sat comfortably on the sofa, facing me. Taking the remote control, the girl stopped the playback, and, removing the unruly bangs that fell in her eyes, began to unfasten the belt on her trousers. When my penis was removed from the covers of my clothes, it had already taken on an excited look and Marisha, smiling tenderly, leaned over and touched the trembling tip with her tongue. I couldn't hold back a sigh of admiration when my penis began to disappear in my daughter's wet, hot mouth. Marina made herself comfortable and began to move her head regularly, sliding back and forth along the penis, glistening with her saliva.

The sight of the daughter taking her father's penis into her still very young mouth was mesmerizing. Marinochka quietly mooed and smacked her lips noisily, complementing the charming picture with equally magical sounds. But I still found the strength to turn my head and enjoy the sight of a cute protruding ass, which was barely covered by a short skirt. In addition, I could clearly see her bare feet, which Marisha, as usual during a blowjob, placed on top of each other. I don't know why, but her small legs with neat toes simply put me in awe.

I put my palm on her cute ass, not constrained by panties, and lightly squeezed the right half. After that, my hand went a little lower and now my fingers touched the wet crotch. The girl was enjoying it no less than I was, and this was evidenced not only by the moisture between her legs, but also by her funny mooing. I removed my hand from its secret place and placed it on my knee. Moving, my daughter lowered her heavy young breasts directly into my palm.

The first evidence of the approaching finish was my daughter's toes. They clenched convulsively, treacherously betraying the girl's condition. Marina began to moan louder and enthusiastically squelched her penis, trying to take it in almost half its length. I put my hand on her curly blonde head and pressed quietly but firmly. The daughter moaned louder, pushing herself onto the penis. She almost managed to push the head of the penis into her hot throat and I was surprised to see how her plump childish lips covered more than half the way to the base of the penis.

Erupting into the hot pulsating depths, I did not remove my hand from the back of the girl's head. She moaned loudly, wiggling her toes and closing her lips even tighter. When I removed my hand, she pulled back and released her penis from her tender captivity, noisily inhaling air. Having swallowed almost everything, the girl leaned forward and I began to kiss her scarlet lips, stained with my love juice. After this, my daughter started babbling excitedly:

- Dad, this time it was a little different. He was... In general, he penetrated deeply! Did you like it?

- Yes, daughter. Well done, this time deeper than usual. Amazing feeling.

Satisfied, Marina sat down next to us and we continued to monitor Kevin and the unlucky robbers.

Soon Vika and Arkasha arrived, we again had to pause the film. Marina went to the kitchen to prepare dinner and called Vika to help. And I began to ask Arkasha about his day.

-- Today we spent the whole day driving around the city. Remember that incident on the bus? Vika liked it so much that she got a taste for it and now, probably, she gave blowjobs on public transport three times. Amazing experience, you should try it too!

I, in turn, told Arkady about our adventures today. Arkasha was delighted with the idea of ​​playing chess at will, but the episode in the elevator confused him. But when I told about Sergeant Ogurtsov's visit, Arkasha regained his former cheerfulness. And the girls were already inviting us to dinner, so we continued our further conversation at the dining table. We didn't finish watching the film that day.