I could feel him shudder as he started to increase the speed and power of the strokes. I released several whimpers of pleasure and groans to make my t...roat vibrate around his cock. "Oh, God, baby! Fuck, yes. Feel Daddy fucking your throat," Dad muttered. His eyes squeezed shut as he shortened his strokes. "Does Daddy's little girl want him to cum in her mouth?" Unnnnnhhh-Huuuuuhhhhh," I groaned, pulling against the restraints on my wrists, wishing I could wrap my hands around Dad's ass and feel. She came and removed my t-shirt, and then she pushed me on the bed, started kissing my forehead, eyes, cheeks n lips.I was playing with her boobs when she was doing this. She then kissed my chest, bit my nipples, she slowly reached my jeans removed it in a flash along with my underwear. My dick was fully erect giving her a salute. She took it in her hand and started stroking it saying “it feels so good to hold a dick after so many years”. She started sucking it like a candy.I was in seventh. We have two great kids and we have a great family life. We are active in the community and the church and are fairly well known in our town. Paula is a beautiful woman who looks more like a twenty-year-old model than the thirty-six year old housewife that she is. She turns male heads wherever she goes and I long ago got used to it. For the last ten years our sex life has been good, if somewhat routine and predictable and I had no reason to think that it would ever change. Until a Friday night. I don’t want to put him out,” protested Barbara weakly. She had never had a real massage before.“Trust me, he’d love to help out.” Terri went around behind the bar and activated a remote control that Barbara never knew existed. “Tom, you there?” A tinny and scratchy response came from the speaker. “Can you give Barb a massage in about fifteen minutes?” Another scratchy response elicited a “Thank you,” from Terri. “All set!” she said brightly.“Uh, okay, I guess. It’s a little surprising. I’ve.