“I’ll be fine, but do yourselves a favor and don’t eat the poached Salmon.”Strangely, after I regurgitated seventy-five dollars worth of fish,...I felt much better. I felt so good in fact, that I was in the right lane well in advance of Maybelline’s. The thought of some ‘hair-of-the-dog-that-bit-me’, sounded like just the ticket to make my recovery complete. Five minutes later, I strolled through the door of the bar as if I owned the joint.Twyla, the older lady bartender, shot me a smile as I. “I don’t like nuts in my cookies.” She bent down and kissed the head of his prick, feeling his pulse as it throbbed though his cock head against her lips. She felt him gather her hair up more to get a good look at her face as she blew him. “I don’t know why guys like that,” she thought as she slowly ran her lips down to the bottom of his shaft. When her lips reached her hands jacking his base she switched down and gave a long, slow kiss with plenty of tongue to each of his balls. Since she was. As I said : we’ve fought, cried, got sick, and really turned on. Keep in mind that the decision will be yours to make. We only ask that you hear everything we have to say before you say anything. Your parents could really get into big trouble if you told anyone. And, we mean anyone. So please keep this on the down low.When you told mom about my dick, she brought up a lifetime sexual fantasy she’s kept secret all these years. She’s always wanted to watch and control me having sex with another. Then the two of them looked at the clock and told my dad they had to go. They all got dressed, thanked my dad for letting them fuck his daughter. The three of them left but my dad said he would be right back and I was stay on the bed. I waited and after a few minutes my dad came back into the room. “You did a good job Megan. You made me proud to be your dad; the way you let them fuck you and all that cum you ate. But look at you! You are covered with semen, go take a shower.” I got up.