I stroked his long shaft slowly and daddy began to moan. "Does that feel good, daddy? You like your daughter's hand wrapped around your hard cock don'... you?" "Mmm, yes, Ella, I do. Your mother never does that." "Well, does she ever do this?" I asked as I leaned down and put my mouth around daddy's erect head and circled my tongue around it. Immediately, daddy's cock got even harder. "Oh God Ella, never like that." Daddy answered in a heavy sigh that caused him to grip the sheet under him. I. She tongued my balls, tracing her tongue all around my heavy, sweaty sack. Again she took my dick into her mouth and slowly began to deep throat. She pressed her face against my pubes and I felt my johnson slide all the way past her tongue and down her throat. I’d have been more than happy to drop my boys down that hatch, but I wanted more. As cum hungry as she was, I pulled my dick from her mouth. Surprised, she looked up at me. I almost thought I saw a flash of fear in her eyes. I pulled her. My destination was a Crystal Palace that reared from the ground like a swollen phallus. Past dark-skinned women armed with swords, past several gates that swallowed me rather than open and through a long hall of pink glass that bathed my skin in a soft glow, I penetrated the mysteries of this lair. As I walked I heard the sounds of women moaning and men crying out but I never knew fear. Onward I walked till I found the One who heard my prayers.He sat on a purple throne that was made of satin.. Lowry? I wonder if he’d be willing to help?”“Can’t hurt to ask ... I think I saw his name on the reservation list. As for the spa ... well, it’s interesting. Turns out equipping a clinic is less involved than a spa. Who’d’a thunk?”Carol laughed.“Who indeed. Antoinette been helpful?”“Yes, quite helpful, even while she was a bundle of raw nerves with her boys overseas. Still, a lot to do. Want to see the progress?”“Sure, what kind of trouble could our spouses get into this early in the.