(Note-My stories are a series so if you want to catchup just head over tothe blog on my profile page-Lori )Gigi was almost hysterical."You can't go!"... she screamed.But we both knew it was meant to be. My organization just offered me a bigraise if I was willing to relocate. I'd be a fool to turn it down.The Circle Jerk Club threw me a going away party after hours back stage atSlammers. That was the night club where our two she male friends Billie Jeanand Jilly Grrl performed their act.Robbie. Walking through my front door, I throw my keys on the table and start stripping on my way to the shower. My simple cotton bra and no nonsense panties are the last to hit the floor just as I enter the bathroom. I turn on the shower as hot as I can stand, and the steam billows out as I step under the spray. The water cascades over me, easing tired muscles and erasing my stress. I run my hands over my heavy breasts, slide them down my stomach and touch the tip of one finger to the straining button. Her breasts seemed to quiver withher heavy breathing. Then she was sinking down, squirming hernaked buttocks across the seat toward the smooth, rubbery flesh atthe head of his throbbing cock. She hesitated for an instant, butthen gasped as if having to resign herself to a craving need. Asshe slouched down, her wide-splayed knees rising, she moved herglistening pink pussy lips to the edge of the seat, close enoughso that the wisps of her dark pubic hair were brushing lightlyagainst the tip of. She kept trying to pull her head back but couldn’t. Dad kept up a steady rhythm but didn’t go too deep and after a while until Jennifer seemed to relax. I guess she had learned to handle the assault, the brutal invasion of my father’s meat in her mouth. When she was taking his cock easily, he started pulling on her head and shoving it in deeper. Every few thrusts, Dad pulled out and let Jennifer clear her throat, but shoved his meat back into her mouth quicker each time.I was amazed by how.