It was all too soon when his warning grunt told me that he was about to come. After all Karl’s ejaculations across my face, chest and butt I wasn’... about to let this go to waste, so I held him in my mouth as I squeezed his full balls, encouraging him to let go as I speeded up my sucking. Within a few quick moments his come was filling me, with three, then four, then five generous spurts of his liquid hitting the back of my throat and the roof of my mouth. He tasted tangy, salty, musky, sweet,. .. What a complete nightmare.”The following hours were filled with endless interrogations. I was fed up with the accusations, the cops were annoyed with me sticking to my “ridiculous” plumber story.“Man, you’re toast anyway. Get your head out of your ass and shorten your sentence by confessing.” I had heard that argument countless times by then and my answer was still the same.“I won’t confess something I haven’t done.”“Your choice, asshole. You’re just digging your hole deeper and that’s. My ministrations continued for another couple of minutes, as she almost silently murmured my name and the word "please" repeatedly, occasionally insisting, "I can't wait. I need to come NOW!"Finally, when it felt as though she genuinely could not wait, or should not wait anymore, I relented. "Come for me now."Not sure she was hearing me correctly, Lila asked, "Can I?" So I repeated my instruction, and the top of her head nearly came off. She cried, she screamed, she wailed, and she howled. As I. . about your hands, all over my body.” “Just my hands?” “Yes.” “Like this?” He asked, placing his hand on my stomach over my tank top and lightly rubbing in circles. I nodded my head at him, my eyes closing against my will. The feel of his hand against my stomach cause it to do flips and twist and turn. I was excited and sick to my stomach all at the same time. No one had ever touched me in these ways and I sure as hell never imagined the first person to do so being my own father. Daddy’s.