His arm stuttered and he looked down—maybe at the magazine, maybe at his seed slopping on the floor, maybe at both. From the stairs, she heard his s...tisfied sigh.A flutter and shudder, weakness possessed Amy's knees. She held the railing and caught her balance—stuffed her panties into her purse. Still unsteady, she slipped out to the driveway.A trio of anger, jealousy and arousal played a smoky jazz in her head. Anger's solo bass strummed: "he's hiding something from me." Jealousy's alto sax. "We all pulled out our dicks. But it wasn't what I hoped for. I knew what was coming from Andy, his nice 7 or so inch cock. I knew my 5.5" dick. I expected Ryan to be about 4 or 5 inches. But no. Andy lied to me. What he pulled out was at least 8" and thick."What the fuck?" I muttered. Both of them started laughing. "You lied to me," I said looking at Andy."Sorry man, we came up with a plan. We wanted some blowjobs." I'm not doing it. You guys tricked me, and I'm not going to suck dick," I. She had never been more aroused than by the sight of it. Soon, her father began pushing more of his cock into his little girls mouth. Lucy was slowly learning how to stretch her jaw and accept the sheer mass of the thing, but at 4 inches, only half way, the head was jabbing her gag reflex. She couldnt handle any more than half of her fathers cock down her throat, but the sounds her father was making told her that she was making him happy anyway, which made her happy too. Fuck her, honey! Her. ’ She said his name like an intimate caress. His jaw clenched. They’d met once before and here she was judging his career choices? He wanted to tell her to go to Hell and almost did, but remembered that she was Jean’s friend, though he couldn’t fathom why. ‘Thanks for the compliment,’ he managed instead, ‘but I’m not really in the market for a career change.’ ‘I’m not talking about a career change. Just,’ she waved her hand slightly, causing her bracelets to tinkle, ‘a genre shift. Fashion.