“Willy, can you come here, please?” John asked.“Yes daddy?” Willy answered. John lifted him up, so he was standing on the coins, “Can you wa...k carefully over to the right and carefully see what is in those drawers?” John asked.“Yes daddy.”“Lucy?”“Yes daddy.”“See what Willy is doing?” John got a yes, “Think you can do that over to the left side?”“Yes daddy.” Lucy said.“Okay, be careful and take it slow.” John cautioned.Lucy looked like she was stalking an animal. Willy in his normal fashion was. "Mmm. You're leaking too...I like that..." She whispered, the tip of one fingernail tracing a line along his pulsating blue vein. He was close. As if reading her father's thoughts, Melissa began to rhythmically stroke the stiffened prick. She leaned forward, planting a soft kiss on the sensitive underside. Eric felt a hardened nipple brush against his knee. Melissa kneaded her father's balls and closed her wet mouth over his engorged, mushroom shaped head. His hips pushed, stabbing his prick. The unpredictability of the woman. Those sexy shoes that turned him on. The great sex. Turning over on his side he started to relax into sleep just as the phone by the bed rang. Reaching over and picking up the handset he heard the voice of his PR man shouting to someone in the background. ‘Ivan, is that you?’ ‘Mitch…..we have a problem!’ Sitting up in bed, the handset glued to his ear, Mitch asked, ‘What kind of problem?’ ‘The papers tomorrow….there’s going to be a photo in the rags of you. I paused for a moment, then replied, “I don’t want to do anything behind A’s back that may not be ok with him.” And B not only understood, but reminded me that we both care a lot about our good friend A and neither of us is trying to hurt anyone intentionally. I told him I was down for whatever happens whenever it happens, even if it wasn’t that night. We knew A would be less on-the-fence if he had been drinking, so we went back to the party to make sure everyone was having a good time. As the.