“You look gorgeous, just as I remembered you. Please, let’s go home.” “I’m so glad, my sweet, you still remember me like this. That...was a very special day. In one of your e-mails you said I made the calendar shrink for you. I want the days we’ve been apart to disappear. Caro drove them back to their townhouse in fashionable Chelsea. She was glad she had moved in with him, and was very much aware of the material benefits of Jerry’s job. But they came at such a price. . Cindy took over the negotiations.The room was spinning a bit for me. Cindy gave me a dirty look. I was disappointing her again. That only made me drink more. She moved over and sat on the sofa next to my father. I felt like throwing up and excused myself, then went to our room and collapsed on the bed. I was out cold in thirty seconds.At some point in the middle of the night, I woke up. I instantly knew that my earlier fear of throwing up was about to become a reality. I jumped up and ran to. I sat down naked at my desk, kicked my chair out, and told her to get underneath the desk for me. She fit perfectly under there, and as I started typing away, I felt her start servicing my cock. Her mouth all the way down to my balls, gagging and drooling all over it. God it felt amazing, making me groan loudly, reach under the desk every now and then, and push her all the way down again. She licked every inch of my balls, under them and around them, milking my throbbing cock that made me type. I would like to say it was a relaxing long weekend, but I was so tired from us fucking all the time, I needed to get back home to rest.Mid November, and I was on the couch watching a tape replay of the Michigan football game, and Shaun was next to me sleeping in the playpen, when Shannon came bound into the house. She was about to leap on me when she saw Shaun, so she laid down on top of me, and said, “guess what?”Well went through this once before, so I had a pretty good idea what was going.