”“Thank you, sir,” the bitch of a man smiled.“Come on and suck on my dick,” commanded the 36-year-old brotha.“Yes, Daddy,” Lonnie cooed ...s he fell to his knees.“Oh this shit feels so good! Suck it, sissy! You got some baby oil in that bag?”“Yettthir,” Lonnie groaned with the big dick in his mouth.”The father of three pulled Lonnie by the head as he made his way to sit on the bed. Lonnie kept sucking as he pulled the back with them.“Get that baby oil, sissy,” Daddy ordered.Lonnie. Tires squealing I pulled up to the office.I entered the elevator and pushed the button for the top floor. As it rose I sent out multiple eyes to try and find Melody. I searched the apartments, the offices and the conference rooms. It was too many eyes. My stomach flipped. On my hands and knees, retching uncontrollably I finally I found her in the main conference room.By the time the elevator reached it's destination I had finished puking and was back on my feet. I strode through the hall. Logan sat straight up when he began the next entry, which, like much of the journals, had become too faded in places to make out.Father relented and gave his approval for Robert and I to wed. If only he had not... a year... we could have been married and the entire... that wild young cowboy... challenge... guns... dead on the floor... he had to run from El Paso... NeverThis was what he had looked for since finding the gown and necklace. Some mention of them to put a year or name to the writing.. It was summer vacation and she was home from school. My parents worked but my grandparents were always there. They lived in their own "apartment" in the house and we didn't see them too often unless we went in there. We were pretty much left on our own for the most part.One day, I saw Traci outside sunning herself. She was wearing a bikini and it just made me so hard to look at her from the window. I was pushing my hard cock against the wall as I watched her just laying there...wishing I could.