She was very much his daughter, not looking like Maria at all. He smiled and gave her a big hug."Goodness, my little girl is all grown up," he said, "...ou must be at least six feet tall." I'm five foot ten Daddy, and that's tall enough," she said."Are you hungry? I promised some friends I'd stop by at their party. We can get a bite to eat before we get there. We wont stay too long. But you might like them. They are a pretty wild crowd. Just don't tell your mother about any of the craziness you. He never really came that close to an orgasm, he was more passive thanI had expected him to be. But I wasn't complaining, his cock was justthe right size and shape to keep me stimulated and wet as long as Iwanted to.After a few well-enjoyed minutes of that, it was time to stop, I had aplan, and I was sticking to it. I lifted off him and noticed how hiscock glistened with our combined juices.. Combined probably beingeighty percent me and twenty percent him... maybe ninety-five tofive... I. I must have the bikes by tomorrow when I go home, so I’m trying to help them with their problems so that I get myself out of the doghouse.”“An intriguing story, but why would you go to all this trouble. There are dozens of companies making the same product,” someone who hadn’t introduced themselves asked.“Because for each one they sell, they send one to inner-city schools, shelters, daycares, and youth centers caring for the children that are most in need,” I explained. “All those finished. My wife rested her head on my shoulder, and after awhile Nora did the same with my other shoulder; my wife didn't seem to mind TOO much, do she did give an odd sideways glance at one point. Again, I thought nothing of it (other than a slight stirring in my pants brought on by the sustained physical contact with the 'forbidden fruit' so to speak. Neither of them noticed said stirring, to my knowledge. We retired to bed; my wife and I in the master bedroom, Nora in the guest room. Having work.