Unless you think he works for Richards but just chose not to say anything, and that seems like a pretty far reach.”The doorbell rang as she looked a... me.“I guess,” she finally said. “I’m going to be close enough I can listen in, though.”“That’s fine. Just stay out of sight, and everyone keep quiet.”I headed with Mom to the door as everyone else headed off.“Can we help you?” Mom said as she answered the door.“Hi. My name’s Dan Figeroa, and I’m with the Houston Chronicle. I wanted to ask you a. I moved down to his balls and took one, then both of them gently into my mouth and felt the hairyness as I sucked on them. After feeling them in my mouth for a short time, I wanted to return to his cock. I let them slip out of my mouth and moved back up toward his hard cock and let it slowly slip between my lips and fill my mouth again.He pulled up on my head and said, “Whoa, I don’t want to cum that soon.” So I pulled up from sucking his cock and sat back on the couch and was feeling and. She’s careful. Thought we could risk it.I walk in to see Haley and Deena sitting on the sofa. That’s not an unusual thing. I’ve had the two of them together in my living room dozens of times. Make that ‘hundreds’. That Deena and Haley are friends is a happy development.This time, it’s different, though. They both stand for greetings. Deena gets a hug and a daddy kiss. Haley gets a hug and ... Wow! Not quite a ‘take me to bed and screw me silly’ kiss, but a definite change from the innocent. I could watch it and tell if it was going to cross the plate in the strike zone, and I could follow its path as it curved and twisted and rotated between the pitching machine and home plate. By the time the ball got to me I had the bat right in front of it, and the solid thump of the ball hitting the bat was my reward for reading the pitch and making the correct adjustment before it got to me. I remember laughing as I did it. Think of a fastball going 95 miles an hour. That’s about 140 feet.