“That was my idea, sweetheart,” Max said. “He just looked so cute in them.”“Well,” she drawled, “that’s true.”“I think I know what...else you thought was cute,” Max said.“What’s that, Dad?”“Seeing your boyfriend with your daddy’s hard dick in his mouth.”“Oh my god, Daddy, if you talk like it makes my pussy so wet.”“Good, baby girl. Open those pretty legs for us and prove it.”Keri’s heart was racing like mad, but her father’s cock was getting bigger every second, and it was so hot to see him. Alyssa’s one or two nights a week out with her friends turned into two or three nights a week with just one of her friends, Justin Reynolds. She always came home at a reasonable hour except for one or two times, special occasions she called them. Once again I paced and thought and worried until she came home. On those ‘special nights’ she always told me what time she expected to be home and not to wait up. Like that was going to happen. About an hour before she was due home, I would turn out. There after I became very close to her. I use to help her for shopping etc, lunch became regular at her apartment.One day, I was busy watching porn on my laptop and door bell rang, I just open the door expecting my friend ,but it was Ramya, as my cock was hard I immediately went to bedroom to adjust myself, forget to shutdown the laptop. When I came back, she had left my apartment. We did not speak for weeks together. Finally one day she broke the silence and invited me at her apartment.I did. She wanted everyone ready by the time the debate was over. No foreplay tonight.Wilson arrived. The pudgy, gray-haired, gray-faced man was as sweaty and repulsive as ever. Donna wanted to rip his close off and take him right their on the stage. He would to--she could see that he was already sporting a woody for her. But she knew that they would stop her before she could get any relief. And Tom had said she had to wait until the debate was over.And then the spotlights of the studio started to.