I took my wife and baby girl home to our house, and I figure that my Mom and Dad, may just ‘play hard,’ after we’re gone.The next day, Dad and I...went off to work together, no reason to take separate cars. He reported to Security, while I went to my office, finding a message from Larry.I went to his office, and after his personal secretary Phyllis stopped me for a moment, I went inside where he was finishing up a phone call. He waved me in, and I sat down.“Yeah, Eric, I have him in my office. She reached down to hold his cock against her and began moving her hips slowly, rocking back and forth. He pushed up against her, moving in rhythm, hoping that soon, she would slide him inside her, pulling against the ties on his arms as he kept pace with her motions.As his breathing began coming in ragged gasps, she realized how very aroused he was, and stopped her motion."No, Michael, not yet. I'm not ready yet. Wait for me."She sat back a little bit, settling down against his thighs, and. Literally. Too many to really remember, but I made an effort to file the names and faces away. If it was possible to remember, I wanted to give it a try. There were countless McKessons and Hallidays, but there were also Waites and Culbertsons and Aillards. All with various ties to the Clan and to our history and success.There was food! Lord was there food. I learned that in North Carolina, barbecue means pork, and the Chocowinity and others parts of Eastern North Carolina considered one cut the. Alan-Alaina, knowing that she couldn't wipe away her tears without being obvious or even leave to deal with them somewhere else—perhaps the living room—simply turned and smiled directly at her dad."Thanks, dad," she said with a choked, tremulous voice. "I'm...really, really famished...."Breakfast was eaten in the cool shadow of the covered area of the back porch. Alaina avoided her father's eyes and kept letting her gaze return to the glittering surface of the pool. She ate slowly even though.