"Oh. Sorry. If you want, I can hang up and let you go back to being raped by a beautiful, sexy teenage girl with raging hormones. Shouldn't be too har...; she's really cute! Well, I guess it might be hard... so to speak..." He laughed"No! I mean... take your time, Dad, it's nice to talk to you. Don't rush; we don't talk to each other often enough anyway," I temporized."You sure? I can hang up if you want. Just trying to help; I'm just that kind of guy." You're just that type of guy, all right!. She made a moaning noise, what sounded like hiccups or something then sighed while her hand held my head still. I told Judy her juice was the most delicious thing I have ever tasted and wanted more. “Your sex juice is a love potion to me and the more I drink, the more I will love you” I whispered to her, implanting my suggestion forever I thought. My penis was throbbing and begging for relief. Judy lay sprawled out panting, on her bed; both of us sweaty and overheated, Judy’s. Why would you need a fold out sofa bed in the room which had such a masterful bed? I wonder if they have trouble with their sewing machine like I have recently when making their soft furnishings and table covers? There were no children’s rooms or rooms for children although there was an 18th-century dolls’ house encased in glass. The park had an adventure playground. As we were leaving the house tickets were being sold for a draw to help pay for the restoration and renovation.We proceeded to. His first cry of pleasure came when my tongue found his noble helmet, his glans. I circled it, giving special attention to his opening, from which I would soon drink his seed.I had so wanted for so long to take him into my mouth, to embrace him with my lips, that it was I who first moaned with pleasure as I began to take him into my mouth. Gary gasped as I took half of him in with my first push, then cried out as I took him all the way into the back of my throat swallowing to massage his tip,.