Were the k**s okay tonight?”“Its okay Mr. Thomas. The k**s have been in bed for hours and they were well behaved all day. Sometimes a guy needs to...blow off some steam. Besides, I have pants in the dryer so I didn’t mind waiting. Sorry about stealing your shorts.”“That’s okay.” He sat down on the couch and put his feet up on the ottoman. He was wearing work boots, blue jeans, and a wife beater under an opened flannel button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell that he was a. He was giving more attention to my boobs and nipples and was using them to his extreme wildness.Once he was done with my boobs and nipples, he moved his attention to my neck and shoulders. He started licking and kissing there, slowly moving towards my chin and then to my lips. His lips landed on mine while he was kissing.My body felt a current because of the continuous and sensual fuck that he was giving me. He was now kissing me sensually to his content. While doing so, his chest rubbed on my. As he began to stroke himself, a little lamb approached him and stood watching him curiously, the lambs face cutely bent to one side. As Bernie stroked himself, his vision of lust turned from the big titted girl in the magazine to the lamb which inched closer and closer to him. He had an idea. He reached and plucked a handful of hay and loose animal feed from the ground and coaxed the lamb to him. It came over willingly, seeing the food in his hands and began licking and nibbling the oats from. Tom saw her doze and thought how beautiful she is, not unlike a younger version of her mother, Margo. Walking over he leaned down and lifted her into his arms. Tom carried his daughter, Morgan, into their house and laid her on the sofa. Noticing his growing erection from touching his little girl, Tom went to his workshop. When he got to the garage and locked himself in. Tom got right on the phone to his submissive, an old classmate of Morgan's. Mary was one of Tom's playmates, she had met Tom.