Left only with a dial tone in my ear, my mind raced back to all the times when I wished I'd said more...Many hours have passed since my Daddy called. ... have looked at the naughty pix he'd sent of us, at least 5 times, today. I have masturbated, have cum deliciously, and have taken a nap that resulted in another erotic dream. I woke just 50 minutes after lying down with a fresh, white-hot desire for him. My useless toy was still in the bed beside me, dead batteries and all. It was of NO. I was down off the porch and halfway across the lawn, going back home, when the door opened, and Abigail called out, "Hey, you, where you going?!"I about-faced like nobody's fool, and strolled back up the steps to the porch. Abigail was beaming. Like a torch, like a peach. She was also very moist. She was standing there wearing the comfy slut-button shirt and a pair of gal boxers, her hair turbaned in a towel.We hugged tightly and then stepped apart. I would've preferred staying tight, with me. ” And she jerked my meat till it was hard. I tried to keep eye contact on her son and start a conversation. However, my brain was MIA.Debbie had my pants undone and she was mushroom diving in no time at all. I was squirming and humping against her hand and mouth as she used that amazing cocksucking ability of hers. Just as I was thinking about holding Tommy in my hands I started shooting cum into her mouth. She moaned a little but kept sucking, swallowing every bit of my hot sticky juices. When. I'll let you know." Good. How are you coming with the little paper I assigned you? I'mstill waiting to read it." I'm working on it," Chad replied."Well get it done! No excuses!" I will." Good. Don't forget, nail salon tonight. Are you going to keep yourcurrent nail length or get them cut shorter?" I hadn't thought about it," Chad confessed."Well, if you do decide to get them cut, don't get them too short."Chad was only surprised that the choice was going to be totally up tohim. "Like I.