Once I had compiled my data, dad would look it over. Do some more research, for his own piece of mind, before taking the information I gave him to his...boss.From what he told us at the supper table, almost all of my suggestions had worked out. His stock with the firm was back on solid ground and he was certain he would not be let go anymore.This continued for six months before I came to startling revelation.When I presented my dad with the next file of my research I had to ask, “Dad if my data. Honey, I think finally she deserves your cum. Coat her face with thick, hot, white semen. But be careful don't let her taste your delicious cum. She doesn't earn this yet. Let it dry on her miserable face." If you say so my love. Here it comes, whore!"And with that streams of hot cum erupted from his cock and landed on my face. It was a big load, one of the biggest. It seemed that her talk did not affect me only. It must have been aroused him very much. I didn't try to wipe it off or lick it. I can now die in peace having had you so graciously make me feel so alive, so loved and of some value.”“Hush your mouth! What a horrible thing to say.”“Yes. I need to remember that youth cannot know how age feels or thinks. Yet, that said, I am guilty of forgetting what it is like to be young and having your whole life ahead of you.”As was often the case, whenever some serious bit of conversation arose, we were in the habit of one of us kissing the other. It was still her turn as she wrapped. "I mean, seeing those pretty, busty women using sex to control powerful men must make you really horny, no?"Yes, he supposed it was true. Robert was certainly feeing odd. His heart was pounding and he was breathing quickly, though shallowly. But could he come right out and admit it, admit that watching a soft-core porn film with a sexy woman pressed up against him had made him horny? He felt at a disadvantage."Sure you are, Bobby. I can tell." She squeezed his prick gently. "Let me help you.".