.Answer me. And how long have you been looking at this crap" My voice beginning to shake."Mom....I,...I,...got it from Bobby" he started to sob. "Mom,...I am so sorry" he continued."You mean Bobby Hollander, Brenda's son"? I asked. "I don't believe you.....tell me the truth" I insisted."Mom, it is the truth....please believe me, I am telling you the truth....please" he pleaded with me. I thought he was about to cry."I am going to call Brenda first thing in the morning. I WILL get to the bottom of. Difficult for me to relax completely around others." But aren't you relaxed with me?" she asked."My love, there is but a single part of my body that is not relaxed in your company, and even that has succumbed now," he said dryly."Carlos, you actually called me 'my love!' Am I really? Your love?"It was too dark for her to see his smile, but she knew it was there. "Do not expect me to say such things often," he said. "Not often enough, I am sure. But yes, you are—and of that I am also sure."She. All she could do now, was hope the coldness of the eyes had belied a warmth she could not see in them.Taking hold of Carol’s head, he changed the position slightly, and then, with no warning at all, drove his cock hard at her mouth. Going deep into her throat.Carol felt herself gagging and choking on it, trying to pull her head away, but the man held her too tightly, as he starred to move his hips, driving his cock ever deeper into her throat.She choked, and tried to force his cock out of her. I find daddy in the kitchen with the pizza leaflet in his hand I walk up to him and give him a kiss on the cheek and a hug, he asks me what that was for. “It was for being the best dad in the world and because i’m glad you trust me to be sensible with my own credit card.”, and I give him another kiss. “You order daddy I ordered last night, i’ll be in charge of opening the bottle of wine when dinner gets here.” Daddy orders dinner and we chat about my school work and whether i’ve got any.