’ ‘You don’t have a problem with that, do you?’ I asked. ‘None at all, she’s more than one man can keep under control and I’m sure as he...l going take another woman if she presents herself to me. So what can I say?’ he concluded as the gate buzzer rang and he jumped up to see who it was. We walked out the front door and waited as a yellow Corvette pulled into the drive circle and parked. A short, sandy haired, very muscular man crawled out. ‘Hi, Roger Syvertson,’ the man said, nice to see you. .. You don't know what you're asking.'She smiled, a little uncertainly. 'I thought I did. I thought I made it clear that what I want is for you to rub me, down ... down there, ' she said softly.He stared at her crotch until she dropped her skirt and bent to pick up her panties. Then with a smile, she retreated from Don's bedroom.'Later, Dad, ' she said as she closed the door.Don grabbed his cock as soon as she was gone, and with his head full of the sight of his daughter's shapely legs and. .. ? the frenulum, you know... ? But then his sperm squirts out over my face instead of into my mouth.”“So ... is that better?” I ask.“Well, it’s better because then I don’t get sperm in my mouth,” Lisa says. “But it’s not so good because then I get sperm all over my face ... But then I guess you’re telling me to rub it into my skin.”“Yeah ... Or let him lick it off your face?”“Yes... ? I don’t think he has ever tried that before ... I actually don’t know how he likes tasting his own sperm.“You. ’ The conductor’s voice rang out over the public address, announcing the train’s imminent arrival at Slough, where Emma was due to catch the number 58 bus to Pinewood. She grabbed her cardigan and handbag and stood, her bosom hovering imperiously and erotically over Tom’s baffled, scarlet face. Should she leave him like this? What was the right thing to do? Leave him or relieve him? He looked so helpless. She decided to put him out of his misery. ‘Here,’ she said. ‘Cum.’ She looked around.