I saw Carol shake her head a few time No. the last time I could see she said to get lost. When I got back, I asked if he was bother ing her. She said ...e asked to dance but I told him no. Then he said that she needed a real man and not a boy. That kind of deflated me and had me wondering if she could start feeling that way. She then told me that she told him, that her so called boy, had more class in his pinky than the whole of him and then told him, that unless you can drive a 16 penny nail. Then hot breath against my skin and the intense heat on my shaft makes me groan. It is a warming gel. More hot breaths and little flicks at the base of my shaft and on my balls. I groan a little louder to show my approval. Then a warm cloth wipes away the excess and only a slight sensation remains. Now another liquid coats my head and shaft. This one decreases the sensitivity of my head. I know it's for prolonging and desensitizing . What am I in for? Suddenly I feel another cool, thicker. .." I hesitated. Terms and conditions? Oh well, how bad could a middle aged couple be? I figured whatever it was, was worth the money they were paying me to do this. I quickly signed it and sat back. "So when do we begin?" "Right away." He smiled, placing the contract in a locked filing cabinet. "Now, seeing as you didn't read the contract...one term was that you must call me Daddy and Mommy will be Lori." "Oh, okay, Daddy." Lori looked expectantly at me, I hadn't noticed she had left the room.. .” he began nervously as he felt another erection begin to rise, something he seemed to have no control over.“So, let’s go meet the family.”The introductions went swiftly and at least his loose clothing hid his embarrassment from Emily’s family. Most surprising of all was Mrs. Grainger ... no, Mary, she had insisted, who he could scarce believe was old enough to have produced four children as she looked closer to being Emily’s big sister. She, unlike Mr. Grainger ... definitely not Bill! gave.