. Sorry dad, I just..." gulping she continued never tearing her eyes from my throbbing manhood.I like having her call me dad, though in truth my thoug...ts and feelings for her were way less then paternal."Storms scare me and Jessie won't wake up so I came in here. I am not sure why, but... I'm sorry." The last was said with a pout. Her lip extended and quivering, I thought she might cry.Opening my arms, palms up, in a gesture of "What the hell can I do", I was hid hard by a skinny, red headed. ” Panic raced through Sherri’s mind, she knew what was in the bag and wanted no part of these men using them on her or Teresa. She quickly realized though that what she wanted had nothing to do with what would happen. The guys got off the bed and started out of the room with Jack saying, “We are going for a drink, why don’t you see what all is in the bag and have some fun with her and I’ll bring you back a drink.” The delight could be heard in Teresa’s voice as she agreed and placed the bag on. .''''good just suck , its ok suck on my fat cock , daddy gonna dump a huge load in ''in the pool him sit on the edge rubbing on my head calling me good little white boy and turning me into his new secret sex friendi was mouth full of cock, god he was big , i was mouth stretch by my neighbor looking at him head tilted ''oh yes boy that mouth is mine , yes look at me , this cute mouth is mine now, gonna make that mouth so good at draining my cock, god you feel good like that''i was gagging. And as promised I met her in the evening. We had a nice dinner together. And after the dinner she again played the violin for me. I couldn’t move my eyes from her. After playing for a while she stopped and there was a complete silence in the room. It was quite romantic.“What are you looking at?” she asked.“You! I’m looking at you.” I said.She slowly kept the violin and came towards me. I stood up and she gently hold me and by my cheek and back and planted a soft kiss on my lips. She started.