So I wanted to start some sexy conversation with her. So I gently asked her “how are you feeling here to spend time with me alone”? She didn’t a...swer to that question but smiled a bit and kept quite. That is the real indication that she also wanted the “thing” what exactly I wanted from her. Then I asked “How did you feel when you were holding my cock?” After that question she started laughing and started hitting me with the pillow and to which I was trying to escape. Finally I could grab the. Me, sucking a cock and Quandrell getting his cock sucked.This was almost too much for me. I was shaking from head to toe with the excitement over the entire situation.I started stroking Quandrell’s huge cock and reveled in its growth. Not really knowing what to do, I kept stroking it as I lowered my face down and started to suck lightly on his balls. That's it suck my balls. I nervously sent a testing tongue up length of his thick hard shaft. I licked the tip with vigor and then leaned forward. My daughter was still having her bikini top on, though she had bothered to put on some shorts over her bottoms. During the embrace, I felt her breasts press firmly against my chest, and even shocking myself, I brushed a hand lightly against her left breast.I am sure my wife noticed the way my daughter pressed against me harder, but she said nothing. I escaped with my good name intact.Inside the studio, I saw only four other females - a camerawoman called Gina, the CO-producer Hallwell, and two. The only quibble I had with the job was the butt slaps; to explain every now and again, Mr. Kabak would slap my butt in passing and grin. I probably should have complained the first time but I was a little shocked and just blushed and continued working. A few weeks in and this was a regular occurrence, gladly though when the shop was empty."You need to keep running, it's getting rounder," and he'd smack my butt and it would be bouncing as I tried to fill the shelf. Smack as he squeezed past me,.