When April and Kelly gave their husbands privacy, Nick told his father,"He's not replacing you as my dad, he's more like an uncle. He's oldenough to b... my uncle- he's 16 years older than me. He's the only one Icould talk to about Heather and the only one who understands Kelly'slife. Kelly kept a big facade up for months before she had to show hertrue feelings, Heather only magnified them. Without Miguel I'd havestruggled to ever get onto the roster let alone find you. We owe himeverything, but. "But your present is at home, Daddy! You should have told me." I lit the candles as her eyes surveyed the room, cozy and warm and brightly colored. "No. I'm glad you didn't. Oh Daddy it's beautiful!" You. Are my present." I held her close and lifted her face to mine for a kiss. Her lips were warm and soft and tasted of the peppermint candy she had been sucking. "Merry Christmas, Lizvette Conlin."She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself closer to me. "Merry Christmas, Mr. Conlin.". I thought the 9 inch was too big when I bought it, but this thing was going to split her in half. Her eyes were definitely bigger than her stomach, or pussy in this case."Oh, wonderful! It came! Prepare yourself for another fun night." and she flashed me that evil grin of hers.The entire evening was torture as I half anticipated the night and half feared what additional discomfort it would bring to my aching manhood. Once the k**s were sound asleep in bed, she pulled me into the bedroom and. He sat down next to me and pulled me onto his lap. I held back a happy moan as I felt his hard manhood pushing at his pants, pressing against my still-bare ass. He pet my thigh, slowly moving his hand up to my wet puss, sliding his hand up my slit, gathering my juices, and held the two wet fingers in front of my mouth. I shook my head, not wanting to taste my cunt juices. I had tried it a few times, and finally decided it was not my cup of tea, so to speak."Suck my fingers, slut," my boyfriend.