" It's ok. I can call you dad if you want. In fact I think thats a goodidea, so that there might not be any confusion and we won't slip whilewe're wit... other people." Ok, right," he nodded. "But what should I call you?" What you always call your daughter. We're the only ones who know I'm notthe real Lyla. So we need to keep up appearances." Okay, Lyla. Do you think this plan will work?" I'll make it work. I know we just met last night and you may not trustme. But I'm asking you to have faith in. The ways of Tripolis were for older men to mentor and sexually train boys.“It’s not the way in Kozani, Master,” Antinous replied through clinched teeth. He was getting the hang of it now, putting his pelvis into countermotion to the general’s thrusts and learning to relax his channel so that it would open to the demands of the cock. He even found that he could manage some control of his passage muscles rippling over the hard shaft and that this brought him added pleasure too. Both of them were. We arrived in the early evening, unloaded everything and returned the trailer to the rental yard, had dinner at a coffee shop, and went home exhausted, lacking the energy for anything more than cuddling together. Saturday morning I woke laying between my two favorite girls, deliriously happy. They teamed up in the kitchen leaving little to do but drink coffee and eat breakfast. We went for a quick tour of the new offices. By early afternoon,we were back in the shed, bring Jennifer up to. My bare cock buried completely inside her, as my hand slides from her neck down to pinch a nipple gently. She turns to look at it, my lips on the opposite side of her neck, kissing quietly. Mia gives her response. As she opens her mouth, she feels my hand leave her hip to push against her bare clit. After the second word out of her mouth both of my fingers pinch gently, one on her exposed clit and the other on her covered nipple. I pull gently, teasingly as she feels my cock throbbing deep.