We are not often blessed with the presence of a beautiful young woman such as yourself and our students can be a bit…crude. To say the least. They h...ve yet to be taught the proper ways of respect.’ ‘Just get to the point, Mr. Cromwell. Are you trying to tell me to not take their words or antics to heart?’ As the male verbally fumbled for something to say to that, my father tipped back his head and laughed. The deep sound stopped the babble, bringing Cromwell’s eyes to the source. Everything. Stroking it as I lick and kiss the head. You move your legs and I stop. Still holding on to you hoping that you wont wake. After you settle down I go back to work on your cock. I start to suck on him like he’s a tasty lollipop. You start to get hard. Growing with each stroke of my mouth. MMM I love feeling you grow in my mouth. You start to stir again, but this time I don’t stop. You are growing very hard and stiff, just the way I like it. A soft moan escapes your lips. It pleases me to know. .." he exclaimed."Something wrong?" Iris called from the kitchen."Look at all this stuff from the eighties. Queen and R.E.M. of course ... but Devo ... Depeche Mode ... The Cure ... Talking Heads ... Thompson Twins..." I'm sorry if there's nothing more current. I listened to those bands when they were fresh. If you can't find anything you like then never mind." Oh, no," he replied. "I love this stuff. No one else seems to ... I'll put on Queen at the lab and everyone tells me to turn it down.". " Quarterback and head cheerleader," I surmised."And homecoming king and queen," he sighed.I noticed his gaze bounce from a cute and petite blonde who he arrived with to a fairly tall buxom brunette who had been beside him when I ushered him out of earshot for our present conversation. Pretty but not as conventionally attractive as his girlfriend, she did have a presence and the possibility of a killer body under the loose sweater she wore, something akin to my sister's but even shapelier."Let.