Without saying a word to him, I stepped closer to him until I was standing right beside him and opened up my gown. Daddy's eyes panned down my body as...he saw I was wearing nothing underneath."Are you sure it won't happen again, Daddy?" I said, deliberately teasing my father.His eyes met mine as he said in a weak voice, "Y-yes."He coughed and was about to take another sip of his coffee, but I placed my hand on his hairy forearm and made him look up at me again. I leaned down until my face was. Then my gag was unclipped from my hood, and the artificial cock was pulled from my mouth.I couldn’t take two breaths before Mike’s hand was gripping the back of my neck and a soft, warm, thick membrane was on the tip of my tongue. The glans wasn’t very thick, but I could tell the cock was still limp. The flesh beneath his head yielded when I tightened my lips, forcing his glans to swell against my tongue. With Mike’s hand holding my mouth against the wall, I couldn’t very well treat this cock. Side by side. Under the guise of discussing the plan for up coming practices he would call her and they would talk for over an hour each time. It got to the point that he would call her cell phone from his work and his secretary would look funny when she put through a call from “Shannon”. “The girls have to be prepared” he would only admit to himself, never admitting even in his head that he may have had ulterior motives for the calls. As the season came to a close, a party had been planned to. But a cold beer seemed just the thing. I pulled one out, and went to the family room. I plopped down on the sofa, propped my feet on the coffee table, and flipped on the TV, scanning channels. I desperately wanted something to occupy my mind.I sat staring at the TV. Upstairs, I could hear the water running. It ran for a very long time. My mind drifted. The TV couldn’t keep my attention. Always I was hearing Jess’s moans in my ears, and the feeling of her tight little cunt wrapped around.