My Pants followed and it took a bit of stretching to pull my underpants over my erect cock. I walked over to where she was standing next to the bed. I...looked back to see that Dan was pulling his underpants down his legs but his eyes were fixed firmly on my cock. I wasn't sure whether this was insecurity in case my cock was larger than his or whether his bi-side was starting to show as he became more turned on. I looked down at his cock and noticed that although I was marginally thicker his cock. The pull of my duty, one of the first Daddy had ever given me, felt like a cord tugging at me and drawing me to Daddy’s cock. With all of my being I wanted to clean his cock. But what about the lines? And what about my chores? I set the notebook aside and looked up into Daddy’s face. He had an amused expression on his face, but I still didn’t know what to do. I lowered my mouth very slowly on the head of Daddy’s dick and looked up into his eyes. They flickered with pleasure and so I licked. She looked up at him, seeing him watching her in the slight light from the street lamps, his eyes half closed, his face caught in a grimace of lust. Still watching him, her fingers slid under the elastic, tracing the hard flesh just under his navel, going deeper and brushing the wiry hair. She pulled the elastic down, his hard cock springing from its taut tent. With a groan of admiration, she grasped the erect shaft, her long fingers barely meeting around his girth. She felt Gabe push into her. She filled the side pockets to her dress with apples, then turned and faced into the forest. He would never believe her story of losing her way on that back trail they had traveled so many times, and if he finally came to understand her plight she knew he would condemn her for her foolishness in stalking away from him. After all, she had been lost for two full days. The frigid wife, Miss Jane Prude, got what was coming to her, she thought sardonically to herself.She inched up slowly to the.