.....oh sure, they would ask, but she would just laugh it off, and be vague. No one pressed too hard.....she worked hard, as they all did, and everyo...e needed to relax the best way they could. Even "H" didn't pry too hard..... "H"....that pompous ass....not that she didn't like him.....she did......and he was a good boss, and treated the team well.......it was just...well, his arrogance got old after a while....his attitude that his "next mistake would be his first" was BS......he made his. “Tell him he's getting lucky tonight.”Avalon gave a wicked giggle. “He gets lucky every night. He has two horny daughters he has to keep happy.”I joined my daughter in naughty laughter. I threw my arms around her neck and kissed her hard. She was such a treasure to have in my life. My tongue thrust past her lips. It swirled around in her mouth while she trembled against me.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Avalon YoungDaddy liked watching his football live. The 49ers were playing against those nasty. .. Don't They?"I realized that was my cue and simpered "Yes Master, I've been very disobedient and I need to learn how to be a better Sissy. Please punish me properly Sir" wondering what I was about to endure.He told me to go stand at the foot of the bed facing toward the bed and to wait for him I did so and he got off the bed and walked into the closet where I heard him rustling around for a couple minutes. Then he came out to the bedroom and placed several items on the black lacquered dresser. We agreed to do it again that evening.That evening was going pretty much the same way, except I also took my dick out and stroked. I was mostly watching him, and we came together. This went on a few times over the next week. One evening, we were really high, and waiting for my mom. He asked me about the fact I always looked at his dick when I stroked. I was kind of embarrassed and did not say anything. He told me it was cool with him. He asked me if I could stroke it for him that night as he.