"Do you have a hard-on for me right now, Daddy?" Christy asked."Hard as my cock can get, baby! What about your cunt?" My cunt's so hot and wet for you... big, hard cock, Daddy. I'm so horny that I just can't wait for later to have you fuck me, Daddy. I want my cunt full of your cock right away. Your big, hard cock fucking my hot, wet cunt."Then to show she meant what she said, Christy unsnapped her jeans and wriggled out of them. In the rear view mirror her father caught sight of her exposed. However, it couldn't continue. I had come to love the throb of male ejaculation, the taste, the consistency of pent-up sperm cells bursting forth as creamy mouthwash. And so my sucking became more frantic."Stop," Daddy grunted, concern in his voice. "I don't want to cum in your mouth." Daddy, all the others love to do that. Why not you?" Sweetie, all your experience has been making a boy cum in your mouth." (He never guessed about teachers). "I'll bet that they just wanted to cum once and then. Then the two of you walk across the street like that. Even if I didn’t know you and I saw that, I’d think that you’d been doing it that way since you were kids.’ Troy and Julie turned their heads back to look into each other’s eyes, both picturing crossing a street. When they looked back down, they saw Susan smiling broadly at their joined hands. ‘Hmm…I never noticed that,’ Troy mused. ‘Thank you, Susan.’ ‘Yeah,’ Julie said. ‘You’re right. Thanks.’ ‘My work here is done,’ Susan replied with a. There would be no going-away party for Ron Dixon.Terry Timple, the reluctant Human Resources Manager, was frightened this would be a black mark on his record, but Henry told him to "suck it up and do the paperwork because Ron Dixon was fired, no matter what." Timple naturally complied.The greater problem was Brent Gordon. What could be done to salvage the situation? Henry had given the problem his almost exclusive attention since the noon meeting on Thursday and he was no clearer on.