Connie wanted to see the sock and examined our loads, guess she had not seem jizz before. She smeared it around and smelled it and then we all went ab...ut our day. A few days later, Connie asked if she could watch us jack off again. Ross and I looked at each other and said why not. So we dropped our shorts right there in the living room and started at it. But this time Connie was really checking out our junk. Then she wanted to try holding our dicks. We put some lotion on her hand and she. Starting as a dribble, then changing to a full stream of piss washing and filling her rectum. “Oh god daddy, its so hot!” she moaned out as she felt her ass start to get filled up with daddies piss as though it were a water balloon. She loved the strange sensation of pressure and fullness that she felt as he moved his cock back and forth slightly, making her belly start to distend. “We’re going to get you nice and clean baby, we don’t want you getting sick now do we?” he asked. “No daddy, make. For the last day of January, it was gorgeous. The fact that it was Monday but there was no school because of an in-service day just made it better. It was about fifty degrees, with just a light breeze blowing and not more than three small white clouds in the sky.I unlocked the box with my key, pulled out a small stack of mail, and wasn't surprised that most of it was bills. There was one from the Porsche finance company that somehow looked more official than usual. Two from the bank. And. From the station to the beach, it was a maze of side roads. There wasn’t a single person on the streets at this time. The seafront, on the other hand, was livelier, especially around The Brighton Pier. I was tempted to jump into one of the taxi’s to take me to Sussex Square, but I thought, best not too. The fewer people I have contact with in Brighton the better. My journey down here wasn’t exactly a social visit. The last thing I needed was a taxi driver giving the whole nation a description.