This shouldn't take long."Arlene conceded, "I'll make some fresh coffee while you're gone." Then, "Wear a coat, please Daddy. It scares me to think of...you going outside wearing only a shirt and jeans with it this cold and the way the wind is blowing." But I don't..." he began, but seeing the look on her face, smiled and simply said, "Okay, Love."Remembering what he had promised Arlene, Jeff stopped by the coat racks and took out a jacket. By the time he opened the outside door of the garage, it. I stayed and watched the whole thing not because I am perverted or anything, but it was a great opportunity to see her technique and method to pleasure the huge cock sliding in and out of her sucking lips. I noticed for instance that she refrained from touching the cock at all and kept her hands behind her back like it was some kind of expected ritual. When the devious boy pinched her nostrils closed, she allowed the saliva and pre-cum to back up out of her mouth so she could breathe. I could. I ordered her to wear just a simple short skirt and a showy shirt, closed only at the few lowest buttons.I smile, to show I like what I see. She embraces me and whispers 'Warm welcome for help, my Master'.I get a glimpse of her firm little titties and let my hands slip under her skirt to check the lack of any slip.I unlock my belt and invite her to kneel down, open my fly to find that tool, to start her worship of me.I still stand at the doorstep and any passer-by can see how she slowly and. This must be new to her as she never gets to experience her customer's reactions through the divider.As my cock pulses, I can feel it scratch the back of her throat. Yet she remains still, if only to tease me about her next move. Keeping me entirely in her mouth, she places both of her hands on my hips, pressing down to pin me against the seat of the toilet. Her cheeks depress as I feel the yank on my organ through her sucking. With my waist locked under the weight of her arms, her head finally.