Would her mouth work as deftly on his cock? The question haunted Jack and he didn't say another word throughout the dinner.While Symphony and Rebecca ...ere busy cleaning up the kitchen, Jack retired to his study to look over some technical papers dealing with a proposed expansion to his lumber yard. He was expecting his partner, Bob, to stop by to discuss the plans and Jack wanted to be ready for him.In the kitchen, Symphony was fighting with herself. She wanted to tell her mother that she knew. She could do it until she felt the pleasure from that massaged bud shake her body, and then she'd stop short. Jed so liked to watch her orgasm that this would drive him into a frenzy. It was unbelievable how much her orgasm affected his. But now, he was all bound with a stiff dick that Judy wasn't fucking, and he wasn't rubbing.All the while she could be teasing him by gently touching and massaging the flesh he so wanted to touch, her own flesh, with a sensual touch that would drive his. ’ I sat down and tried to gather my thoughts and made some notes about the events of the afternoon. We ate and talked and, under the circumstances it was a pleasant evening. After dinner I said, ‘Let me help you with the dishes.’ ‘Thank you,’ she said, ‘I have rarely had help in the kitchen. I guess it’s some sort of southern male thing.’ ‘Well, I’m a northern male and I don’t mind helping at all.’ After we washed and dried and put away the dishes I said, ‘I have to be up and away to Savannah. Mia had worn a simple blouse and skirt and when she walked into the living room her father had blasted her for the way she was dressed."My God, we're going to church and you're dressed like that?" What do you mean 'like that' daddy? I have on a nice skirt and blouse, what's wrong?" You're going into the house of God dressed like a... a slut." DADDY! I can't believe you said that to me, your own daughter. I'm dressed just fine especially when you see how some people go to church today. Besides I.