I grabbed a phone. “Please send Ari and that doctor up to the Residence. Thank you.”“What about us? Do we get to go?” asked Molly.“No, and n...ither does Stormy. That would be all the Navy needs, the three of you loose on a warship! We’d probably end up at war with somebody!”“Daddy!” protested her sister.“No!”When Ari showed up with the doctor from Bethesda, we gave him the rundown on what was happening. I simply figured he would want to issue a press release and say something at the press. Eventhough dancing had taken a lot from him in terms of his social status,Phillip still could not help but enjoy it.With nothing to lose any longer, Phillip decided to ask his mother tostart teaching him dance again. As they ate dinner together, Phillipasked her the question.Marie was startled and asked for clarification, "Did you just ask me tostart teaching you ballet again?"Phillip nodded. Marie smiled and said, "I would love to."Starting that night, Marie instructed Phillip for three hours. “Now swallow that cock until you gag. Push as much as you can down your throat.” I’m holding her head with both hands. Pushing my cock deep.Pushing back to get air, Chloe gasps “Daddy knows how to use a slut.” I let her breath for a second then push my cock back down her throat . “You want to be used. You need to be used. Show me how much you love cock. Prove you deserve to get fucked.” “I do need it badly. I was born to take cock.”“Kiss my cock. Make love to it.”Damn Chloe is a good cock. His sister, Andrea, a dark haired girl that looked as if she had stepped out of the decoration of a black figure work vase, emerged from the bar. She was running things as usual. Freddie nodded. She knew he'd take his regular metrios; the tiny cup with its black thick coffee and sufficient sugar to take away the bitterness together with a cooling glass of water.Andrea turned her attention to the girls, waiting patiently while they debated the merits of the twenty different sorts of coffees.