As my fingers dug deep into her ass, my cock could feel them through her thin walls.I felt my orgasm fast approaching, much too soon I thought. There ...as so many things I wanted to do… I wanted to eat her out, lick her asshole, and maybe fuck it too. I wanted to fuck her doggy-style and maybe spank her and remind her who her real ‘Daddy’ was and what he’s capable of. Unfortunately, the freight train was coming, and it couldn’t be stopped.I started to put a third finger in her ass when Cassie. Jodi said, "Don't worry, momma's gonna make it all better."She knew how bad he needed relief.There was no turning back now. So, I opened my mouth and slipped my lips over the head of his swollen cock.The first thing I noticed was its texture. It was rubbery and really hot.The veins were bulging out against my tongue. A cock feels so different in your mouth as opposed to your hand.The head felt really large and bulbous. I could feel it pulsating in my mouth.He let out a loud moan and then said,. Scooter opened an account and deposited her check as well, figuring that the cash from the tips would more than cover the few things she needed to buy topside.There were a few things. One of the places she'd goofed up, for whatever reason, was only bringing one swimsuit; despite attempts to wash it along the river, it had gotten pretty grubby, especially with her period coming right in the middle of the trip. What really made her mad was that she pretty well lived in a swimsuit on the Nanty in. “You’re a man after my own taste, Mr., uh…?”“Fitzwilliam.”Thomson nodded. “Will you follow me this way?”The path to the bedding area, like the path to get to the office that Thomson and Fitzwilliam had just been sitting in (not Thomson’s actual office, but a spare one kept only for doing business such as had just been transacted), was circuitous and immensely perplexing. It was pretty clear to Fitzwilliam, given the secretive nature of the company and its inner workings, that there really was.