” He rubbed it across her lips and stroked it faster. She licked her lips again and her tongue brushed lightly across the head, tasting pre-cum. She...shuddered with desire to taste more. “Mmm daddy, will you please let me taste your delicious cock?” He rubbed it between her lips then pulled it away. “No. I don’t think you want it bad enough.” “I do, daddy. Please, please give your dirty whore your cock. Please let me taste you and make you cum. Please, daddy.” She wanted it so badly and Shane. "Try me," I replied."Well, two reasons. First, and most importantly, I wasn't sure if it wassomething you'd want me to do." Fair enough. What's the second reason?" I didn't want you to think I was a faggot or something." I laughed."See, I told you you'd think it was stupid." No, no, no, Henry, it's not that at all. It's just the idea that I'djust finished sucking your cock and swallowing your load and you thoughtthat wanting to fuck me would make me think you were queer?" I laughedagain.. She glanced into the mirror hanging over a table in the hallway and the tears came anew. She had just been told only hours ago her twenty year marriage was ended, a consequence completely unexpected although looking back now she realized there had been signs.Another glance at the mirror. Did it really make a difference, after all this time? You see, Gwen Clayton was small, very small. Standing only 4’2”, many at first took her for a dwarf, but another look and the observer would see she. Poppy then looked at me, and i replied "Its all up to you two! What ever you want!" Okay!" Poppy replied with a grin.Then she turned, looked at Maisey and said "You're really going to love this!" before she leant in and kissed her.After a moment, they stopped kissing, Poppy then took hold of my hard cock, and moved off the table and crawled between her lovers legs, and then guided me beside her, before slowly guiding me towards the intended target.I watched, kind of like being in a dream, as.