" Then she went right back to sucking my cock like a pro. I placed my hand on her head as it bobbed up and down on my shaft. "Oh yes Becki. Suck it! S...ck your fathers cock. Make your dad cum in your mouth. Oooh yeah Becki...suck it good." I will freely admit that I did not last long, maybe a couple of minutes before I had to cum. I know it was a combination of my daughter being so good at giving a blow job and the fact it was my daughter! "Becki, I'm close to cumming!" She kept sucking my cock. I knew it was something special, when I was younger and we would go for walks, guys would be checking it out. One guy almost got hit by a car because he was looking at her ass and not paying attention. We laughed about that for years. Something about her in that nightgown sparked my interest in her. She looked good and it looked good on her. She sat down grabbed a slice and asked me what was wrong? Well I'm graduating soon, I'm leaving high school about to go into the world and I'm still a. At 6:30 I entered her office and found her already there. It was evident that she had bathed, redone her hair in soft, upswept curls and applied her make-up in a more dramatic fashion. She wore a dress made entirely of pink lace. It wasn’t at all what I expected to see a whore wearing. It was form fitting from the waist to the high scalloped collar and it had long sleeves and the graceful skirt hung to her ankles. As she stood and approached me, I noticed she wore pearl colored spiked heels and. By then Francis had turned off the video feed and I was left only with my imagination and my fears. I’d just drifted off when I received a text from Sue.Can you meet us at the airport at six in the morning?I received the text at five and immediately it started all kinds of panic in my brain. When I’d agreed to Sue going to see Francis for one more time, I’d known she’d spend the night. But we’d not discussed at all whether she’d go with him to the airport to send him on his way. I cursed myself.