After a minute or two, Grandpa again asked, “Seriously, is he still alive? Did you suck all the life out of him?” then began chuckling once again....hen the laughter again died down Pat popped his head out and headed for all of us to see what the ruckus was all about. Mike piped up with, “We were just wondering whether you were still alive.”Pat grinned while replying, “Not only am I alive, but I’m pretty sure that Stevie kept his word when he told me that he would drain me dry. If I took off my. ..yet...” he whispers as he releases his hand from the toy. I feel myself unintentionally bucking forward as he lets go. “That feels so good”, is all I can manage in a strained voice. He runs his hands slowly up and down the inside of my thighs; preventing me from cumming but making sure I remain just on the edge of orgasm. I stay motionless – eagerly waiting for his hands to resume their expert work on my dick.He slides the toy off – its work now done – and uses just his hands and tongue. ”Despite her plea there was no one in sight when she reached the staircase but she was undeterred. Hurrying as fast as she could Dawn reached the bottom where she looked around trying to ascertain in which direction the mysterious figure had gone. There was light coming from her daddy’s study and she thought she could hear the sound of voices. However it was in the opposite direction that she caught a glimpse of movement beneath the old oak trees. It was gone in a flash but she was already. She walked right up to me and threw her arms over my shoulder. Her eyes were inches from mine, and her lips were close enough that I felt her breath as she spoke. "Would you like to show me how good you can make me feel?" Well, I'd like to, but I'd like to understand why you'd want me to. You could have any guy in school, and most out of it. Why me?" I told you, you come highly recommended," she said. "Most of the guys that I've been with haven't done a particularly good job of satisfying me. I.