Phillip sampled a bite when they sat down, then lifted his wine glass to her. ‘To your first American cooking,’ he toasted her. Svetlana picked up...her glass. ‘To your first try of my cooking, I hope you like it.’ She drank from the glass and went to put it back, but she heard a small clink as she set it down. She looked down where her glass had been and there was a small circle of gold. Phillip picked up the ring and held it out to her as he bent on one knee. ‘Svetlana, I know you came here. She had given the library glasses a fling as soon as we embraced. “I'm going to make you feel good, daddy. Like a good daughter should.” She dropped to her knees and started to unzip my pants. All the while she did this, she looked up into my eyes. Her pale skin had turned to a passionate blush. “Is my little girl going to take my cock in her mouth?” She nodded her head in a little girl way and freed my cock. “Take me in your mouth, my sweet little daughter,” I told. She obediently opened her. Please bear with me, because I have to type it as I remember it, or I might forget it. Don't want the readers to lose out on hearing about such quality sex. That's funny - quality sex - most of my younger days was quantity, get it while I could, sex.I met and married my wife in my junior year of college. The sex with her was - how should I put it - fantastic, great, loving, wonderful, and yes, it was in abundance, for quite a few years. In the last six years, there has been hardly any sex. I. Is that okay,” he peered at the man’s name tag, “Hector?”“Of course, sir,” and Hector began inputting data.“Daddy! I don't have any other clothes,” said Cassidy.Hector glanced at her, and managed to keep his face professional and impassive as he regarded the beautiful young woman in her tight cardigan and pleated short skirt. He didn’t know if she was wearing panties, but if she turned too quickly, he’d find out for certain.Marin said, “Baby, do you really think you’re gonna need a lot of.