"James sucked his lip and hesitated for one moment before pushing his card into the slot. The system seemed as though it was thinking. James's fingers...hovered over the key pad waiting for it to asking him to enter his PIN. The prompt never came. "REFERRED" the display over the key pad said."Oh," said Becky, looking at her own screen. There was a pause. "Ah. I'm sorry. It seems, ah, these opportunities have closed." All of them?" So it, ah, seems. Sorry. I don't have anything else either."James. I noticed how extra wet your pussy was and how hard you came as we made love before falling asleep.When you saw him next you invited him out to O’Noir, saying I was interested to meet him. At one point you shared with him how bad I felt for his condition and how getting out might make him feel better. When he asked what condition, you said straight up why your blue balls of course. The sexual tension hung in the air like a real thing, and you both set a date and time.The night of the supper you. They had fucked 2 more times over the next couple of hours. Her needy hungry cunt still pulsed with need of a cock. She was on her knees sucking and licking at his soft cock hanging between his legs trying to make it hard. "Aaaaahhhh shit, not again," he gasped. She had his soft cock in her mouth and it was beginning to pulse and harden."Dad, are you here?" a voice said."In here son," he answered holding her head so she couldn't come off his cock. "It's only my son. He came to meet me from his. But she didn't, and she couldn't help it.Right now, she could feel the warm, sticky flow of her cunt honey leaking from inside her sweet tunnel again. It coated her squeezing fingers and ran into the palm of her hand.Would it be as shameful to want to suck his prick off for him? She knew how now. She'd done it once. She'd done that to a raping, vicious cock. What would it be like to suck off her loving, sweet father's prick and swallow down his wads of boiling, syrupy sperm?She gasped softly.