Mrs. McPherson shook her head sadly at the bright-eyed c***d."I'm afraid not, Annie. It's too cold out and you might get sick again," she said gently ...troking the little girl's dark tresses. Annie's dark eyes filled with impending tears of disappointment. "Maybe some other time," Mrs. McPherson said with a rather insincere edge of hope."It's too strenuous on her heart, Mr. Reed," she offered lamely. "Annie has to be careful not to over-do any physical activity." But, Momma, I'm not sick now. I. He gasped with pleasure.She returned to the slow two palm hand job twisting of his erection. More pre cum oozed out. Again she bent forward; this time she trapped his cock head tightly in her mouth for a second and sucked the pre cum into her mouth with her lips. He moaned with ecstasy. She looked at his dick, it was pulsating and throbbing and looked like it was ready to explode.She leaned forward and blew gently on his engorged cock head several times.He let out a long “Oooooohhhhh.”She ran. She gave the masseuse a very generous tip. That was two days ago. At dinner that night she’d told Ambrose what had happened to her in the massage room that afternoon. “I thought you looked very refreshed after your massage, Em,” he had said with a laugh. “Did you notice I looked refreshed too?” Em smiled her sweet smile at him. “Tell me why Ambrose,” she said. He did. His masseur, he said, had asked if he would like a complete massage. Ambrose had said yes. It was the first time he had. If mom leaving was hard, finding out his 'little princess' is a stripper will kill him! Dad was so happy he organized a barbecue with all his best friends. Since mom left us he had started to drink quite a lot and his buddies are getting less and less respectful of him.So, here we are, at my house pool, in the garden, with dad already half drunk and six of his friends around. The old guys are trying hard to be discreet as they ogle Lynn and me. Of course, since we are wearing bikinis they have.