Again

Thanks and Giving (Part 2)

Toni went to her parents house again to help with cooking the food. It was great that the house had two kitchens. Though the whole time Toni was distracted by the messages 'Daddy' kept sending. Her mother noticed but thank God her sisters hadn't because she would never hear the end of it.

Later that evening after everyone had retired for the night, Toni and her mother sat in the kitchen drinking hot tea.

"Toni Michele who is the person you're in a relationship with?" Asked Evelyn.

"Well it's new and I'm not ready to talk about it yet. Daddy is just a joke between us."

"That's not the whole truth but I won't push it. When you're ready you'll tell me. Remember Mother always knows. Goodnight."

"Goodnight Mommy, love you." Toni grabbed one of her nephew's hoodies and went to the sunroof behind the kitchen and called Janet.

"Hey Daddy," she said softly. "How was the rest of your day?"

"I talked to Mike, surprisingly. He's doing well. I look talked to Mother, she sends her love and told me to tell your mother hello. I miss you, Boop."

"Babe is it crazy that I spent the night, morning and early afternoon with you but I still miss not being next to you?"

"No Boop I feel the same way. I just want to be touching you and in your presence. I love being up under you literally and figuratively."

"Damn...tomorrow's going to be hard."

"Don't I know it. Boop you should be getting to bed. I love you Toni."

"I love you Janet."

Towanda happened to be up and heard most of Toni's conversation. She decided that tomorrow she would try as best as she could to give them some time to be able to love on each other. She knew they were the type of couple that needed to be up under each other. But they couldn't do that in public. She was now making it her mission to help them tomorrow. Toni wiped a tear as she came back into the kitchen. Towanda just wrapped her in a soothing hug.

"I know T, at least you'll see her tomorrow. I'm gonna make up an excuse for us to leave so you can get your JJ fix."

"Thank you, Umba. I love you sis."

Janet woke up earlier than usual probably because Toni wasn't with her. She sat up in bed and turned on the TV, the Macy's Thanksgiving parade was on. She watched it for a while, then she checked her emails and got up to begin her day. After taking a shower she ordered breakfast and was not expecting to see Toni sitting in the living room. Toni had on a silk robe and nothing else. But from Janet's view she couldn't tell. Janet only had on a robe too, she wasn't planning on getting dressed yet.

"Hey Daddy."

"Hey, Boop. How...?"

"Umba snuck me out this morning. Come here Daddy. I need you." Janet straddled Toni and started kissing her. Soon the robes were gone and they were pressed against each other. Hands were everywhere.

Janet shifted and laid Toni on the couch. She kissed the soft spot on her neck making sure not to suck too hard. She kissed down to her breast and sucked each nipple slowly, then licked a trail down Toni's stomach. Janet kissed her hip bone and continued down her legs. She touched the spots on Toni's feet that immediately increased her wetness and made Toni say, "ooooh...fuck...daddy."

Janet did it again and Toni was squirming and trying to run and Janet hadn't even touched her pussy yet. Janet kissed back up her legs and spread them. She ran two fingers over Toni's pussy but avoided touching her clit. "Daddyyyyy...please touch me." Janet made circles around her clit while kissing Toni's lips. "More please Daddy." Janet stopped circling and dove in tongue first licking from top to bottom. Then she covered Toni's whole pussy with her mouth and sucked. She let go and did it again. Toni screamed out, "shit...fuck...d-d-don't...stop," then Janet stuck two fingers in and sucked her clit hard at the same time. Janet started thrusting slow then fast pressing against Toni's spot. "Daddyyyyy..." that made Janet speed up her fingers and Toni come hard. "Fuck...Daddy. That felt so good," she said as she came down from her orgasmic high. Janet loved to get Toni off.