I focused mostly on the head, but occasionally pushed the whole cock into my mouth. His cock fit perfectly. It reached the back of my throat, but neve... got uncomfortable. I love to deep throat a guy that shaves his cock, but Frank doesn’t shave…so I mostly played with the head. “I love being a nasty slut daddy” I said. “Am I a nasty little slut, daddy?”“Yes, you are nasty little slut” Frank said without hesitating. I love it when a guy calls me names during sex and I loved Frank said it right. I imagined that my hand was one of their hands, clasping my erection, pumping eagerly until my ejaculate soiled their stockings, rather than just pump out over my stomach, as it did.And then I met Lily.It was on one of my many outings. I’d gone to Wandsbury Common. I found a spot where I could set the camera up on the tripod without attracting suspicion. I turned it this way and that, zooming in on various females. Unfortunately it was a hot day, and hot days always meant bare legs rather than. “Tatum's dad came into the office yesterday. He came to see Deacon. I over heard him say something about Tatum but I couldn't really make it out.” Kay bit her lip waiting for Tara's response.“Tatum has been gone for five years now. I stopped expecting him to come back through my door a year after the letters stopped. He has never even seen a pictures of his daughter.” Tara paused long enough to take a couple deep breaths to keep the tears at bay. “I don't expect him to ever come back.”“Ok, I. I knew we had to do something to change the path we were on."Tom, we need to talk" About what, honey?"I gasped."Honey? Is that your name for me now? I've never heard a name like that before. 'Honey'? Where did that come from? This is serious, Tom. If we can't talk about our problems, if we can't COMMUNICATE, then there's not much hope. Please, at least tell me why you don't want to tie me up anymore. Don't I at least have the right to know that much?"Tom wouldn't respond, staring down at the.