”How long” asked Daddy.”Twelve months, maybe longer if it takes off” said Pav.”Will you get weekends off?” Said Daddy. He was asking the q...estions I had in my head.”Afraid not Tone” said Pawel. “It’s in Germany and flights home kick a hole in the profits so we will stay there unless there’s an emergency”I grinned at him. Everyone else called Daddy Ant, Anthony or Tony.Only Pav called him “Tone”John looked down and avoided my eyes.Daddy slipped his arm around me and I felt my nipples. Aur bolta ja raha tha”Le saali, kha mere lund ko dekh kaise saali chudwa rahi hai le sambhal apni choot ko ufff sambhal… Kitni naram aur komal hai tumhari choot hi ranii chuda ur chuda aisa lund aur choot ka sangam tujhe aur kahin nahi milega le chudwa saali mom tum ko aaj raat bhar chodunga le kha mere lund ko khoob chudwao uufff” Chudai ki raftar maine badha di oooooohhhh aaaahh hhh ab maza a raha hai aur bol meri mom rani hai tu teri bur ko kitni jor se chodu aahhhhh aur mom bolo na Mom bhi. As one step inmy PTP, mother has, I guess, hired four young ladies of about my age, tospend two evenings a week here in the house, playing cards or makingpizzas or just gossiping. all with me included as a male who is quite upto date on feminine matters. I am sure they have been instructed to holdnothing back in their conversations. My opinions on Maxi-Pads vs. Tamponshave been thoroughly explored. And I tend to agree will Sally's verytraditional views. We have had heated discussions on up do's. Signing the check, I quickly rose from the table, extending my hand to her. "Come on." I whispered, "We'll find a place." As we made our way through the crowded restaurant, our fingers played a love game of their own, uncontrollably stroking, tickling and caressing each other as the tension increased. Near the exit, I spotted a small glowing sign, [Rest rooms] it proclaimed. "In here," I whispered, glancing around quickly before pulling her into the empty men's room. "Here," I whispered nearly.