Before he could say anything, Emma spoke first.“Well, we have our orders. Should we get to work?” she said, with a giggle. Thoughts of fucking him...pushed away her stress over “the talk” which they would have later.“Uh, yes, absolutely. Don’t want to piss your neighbor off,” he finished with a chuckle himself.Emma’s clothes hit the floor first, but Brent wasn’t far behind. Bruiser ran off to Emma’s bedroom to find a place to nap. He wasn’t about to let the sound of their bodies smacking together. She swiped her thumb across it and pressed it into his flesh. She leaned slightly forward and placed her lips on the tip. Evan felt the pressure of her tongue on him and moaned. “Oh, Emily, please.” She pulled away. “What, Evan?” “Darling, you don’t have to…” “Evan,” she said, softly but sharply. “This is mine. You gave it to me today. Soon I will take it into my body. But, for now, I want to own it, to make love to it. It is you, Evan, and I love you. So, you must let me.” He shook his head. He seemed to relax then, pulling the first small lolli away again. It was only a second til the bigger, warmer lollipop was pushed against my tiny mouth.This time I opened my mouth without hesitation, now more prepared for the size of the bigger candy. Daddy pushed the larger, drippy sweet into my lips-- too much making me cry out and push back against him. What I felt then also startled me, my small fingertips touching his bare skin. His pants were pulled down. That flustered me quickly, my. Then there was the problem of getting the Blackhawk to South America next week in between the scheduled agency flights.Supper was a joyous occasion; Jake and Mindy bought the house at the end of Summers Road. The family came back to the house to give us the happy news. It called for an impromptu supper. Pizza it was - six large - along with several orders of cheesy bread sticks made the order. We had plenty of beer here.The pizza, beer and family time consumed two hours. When Jake and Mindy.