She leaned forward further than necessary and I could see that both nipples now had escaped and were pointing forward. I could feel my cock throbbing ...gainst my zipper. I decided to close my eyes and wait. She was tapping my chest with her fingers slowly working her way down. I could hear that her breathing was getting heavier. Suddenly, with a hush voice, she said sorry but I will need to check. Her fingers quickly unzipped my pants, pushed back my boxers, letting my dick jump out. I could. "June, remember. Nobody does anything they don't want to. If you don't want to suck cock now, don't do it. You may want to wait a while before you try it."June grinned at her father and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. She liked the feel of the satiny skin against her tongue. She rubbed her tongue all the way across it. She got a very satisfactory wiggle out of her father. This was neat. Sucking his prick gave her control over his body. She held the shaft and pushed her head down. Another familiar sound of a cubicle being opened and closed, then the black man returned by himself and swiftly went about making sure the door and windows were secure, I knew in the back of my head nobody was coming to interrupt but I kept my mouth shut. It didn't make a difference, I was dumped in the same fashion Chris was moments before, directly in a stale puddle of what was either water or piss. I rose to my feet and the dizziness subsided.I just stood there in the middle of the men's old. He also loved it that his own loving mother worked hard to ensure that her feet smelled stinky for him as she knew he loved the sweaty and stinky odor of her feet.“Wow mom!” Danny exclaimed. “Your feet smell so incredibly great tonight! They’re even more stinky than usual! I love it when your feet smell so stinky!”“I do it because I love you, my son,” Karen replied gladly. “I make them very stinky just for you because I know you love them this way. Now son, start doing your duties and make.