When you call him Mr. Marshall he starts looking around for his dad." They both chuckled louder at this."Alright Amanda. Um, John."John spoke up, "Ama...da is quite right, and thank you..." Cheryl, please call me Cheryl" Cheryl. Thank you, and have a nice day", John finished.As they walked back towards Lori's office, Cheryl, back at the reception area was dumbfounded. She had seen Amanda before, of course, but Amanda seemed to be the type to come in, work, and go home, no chit chat. As for John,. .my tits thrusting outin front of me. One of the boys then reached over and grabbed one...his friend reached over andgrabbed the other...both of my tits firmly in their hands...no way could I get away. But they hadn'tdone anything to hurt me yet...it was still kind of fun! They each started playing with mynipples...then tugging at them as though it were a contest...then I realized it was a contest...theywere trying to see who could stretch and pull my nipples the farthest...I moaned in pain as. When she tossed off her bra, I was amazed at her boobs. Obviously, she’d had a boob job and her breasts were larger than I remembered and very firm for a woman her age. Hell, most girls in their 30’s would kill for tits like hers. After kissing those big tits and sucking her nipples, I moved down and began eating her out. I still remember how much she loves that. I no time Barbara was cumming quite loudly. Not sure if it was the wine or wanting Pam to hear, but she was quite noisy and talking. Now I see you in the distance and you see me. We walk faster and then slow. You stand inches from me – beaming. ‘I’ve been waiting for you, Daddy.’ You take my hand. We walk home together. It will be a very warm night. ——————– I can feel you trembling. Your hands are against the big tall old Victorian mirror in the front hall and my left hand is on the small of your back holding you gently in place – just off balance so you can’t easily move. You took off your backpack when we stepped inside. I.