I rubbed it slowly but then was wanking it off. I rolled my head backwards and to the side to see his cock in my hand. He pushed forward so his cock t...uched my face. I couldn't be quick enough as I spun round and swallowed it all in my mouth. He was an older man. His pubes neatly trimmed and a cut cock that was slim and about 5" long. Perfect!! I wanked and sucked him for a few minutes and my heart was beating fast and my cock throbbing. He pulled back and just said "stay right there". He took. ‘I see.’ I didn’t really. Not at all. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate beauty, and a woman who takes care of herself. But the void in this girl’s head was astounding. If she spent half as much time thinking as she did fussing with her nails, she’d be an astrophysicist. I’ve decided this whole operation is a bust, so I might as well have fun with it. ‘Do you know any interesting trivia?’ I ask her innocently. ‘Some. I know the names of all the boys in N’Sync.’ She smiles. ‘Wow.’ I say as. The front door is at my back, the protective bars clanging as my father walks toward the entrance of the hallway. He nearly trips over a little girl, sitting cross-legged on the floor, tears streaming down her face. Her hair is long and spider-web fine, matted and knotted from burying her head in her arms. It's me, when I was younger, maybe five or six. I remember a scene I hadn't known I'd forgotten, of waiting for my father to come home from work. I remember now, pacing at the door, watching. Chloe was attractive. She was voluptuous, top heavy with a 42d,25 36 body that remained firm thanks to exercise and her youth. Her low cut blouse exposing much creamy flesh, and her perpetually spoiled and arrogant expression clearly exposed the personality that made her become a guard. Standing in front of him, her hands balled on her hips, she frowned. "Your name is Will Graham, correct," she asked? "Well, Will, I want to tell you that I'm not at all pleased with you. That was the most.