" (Another surprise for me.) "How do you want me?" "Doggy?" As the camera flashes, she falls to her knees and spreads herself. Michael is behind ...er, cock in hand. He removes the condom and replaces it with a new one. "Better now than finding it slipping once we get started," he says with a grin. Flash! This shot shows the sheath distended by hard flesh. I have to confess that my own uncertainty about how I would feel while watching my wife being serviced by another man had all. He started flipping through the channels until he can to a hip hop stationand then turned it up. He went back over to his recliner and sat back down.She looked over at him unsure of what was going on and he smiled and said toher, "Ok baby girl I want you to dance sexy for us now." Julie was shocked and embarrassed. She just stood frozen looking at herfather thinking that he couldn't be serious. She was shy by nature and wouldnever dance in front of all these guys. She turned around and stepped. “Hey--” I almost greeted her.“14 hours and 38 minutes!” she bellowed. “And then it begins a noticeable fall-off. Sam said she was right on time with me so we’re going to try again. She’s zipping--”“Hey Max. I’m with your dad. We’re having lunch,” I said. She managed to stop motormouthing for a second.“Huh? That’s like a three-hour drive,” she said. “Are you going to be back in town later?”“He came into the city.”“How?” Max said. “He doesn’t drive and he’s got class right now?”“I don’t--”“Put. I know that look: it’s not to be argued with. I sigh in resignation. Slowly, I raise the hem of my skirt so that I can reach the edge of my lacy underwear. I put my fingers under the hem, raise my bottom slightly and slide the panties down my legs, looking at Mr. Callahan all the time. I put them in the palm of his outstretched hand. He lifts them to his nose, inhaling deeply before putting them in a pocket of his suit jacket. The act has me squirming in my seat. "Good girl. How are you.