He hired a taxi and gave the address. The driver was one of the array of migrants that were flooding the country and although he was friendly and did ...ry to engage in a conversation Rick wasn’t interested for he did find it difficult to understand him so apart from giving the address and just either a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ he didn’t attempt to encourage a serious conversation. In reality he loathed the break-up of the ‘White Australia’ policy that had seen the country through the ups and downs of two. Fighting her own desire, she took her time, gradually taking him deeper as her head bobbed back and forth. She knew she could bring him off quickly, but that wasn’t the point. This was about his pleasure, not hers. Keeping a gentle grip on the base of his dick, she slid the robe off one arm at a time, carefully setting it aside (it was silk, after all). Her free hand slid over her naked skin, pinching here, caressing there, ensuring her body was ready for whatever he desired. . Then after taking a calming breath he looked back in her direction. She had the most beautiful smile he had ever seen on her face. She slowly started walking his way and then flopped down on the couch beside him. She was sitting so close that he could smell her freshly showered scent. Then she laid her head on his shoulder and waited for him to look at her.Once he did she asked "what are we gonna do today daddy? We've hardly got to spend any time together so I want you all to myself today".Oh. He grunts like he did when he was fucking my mother last night. I dark shroud of guilt is wrapping itself around my heart at the thought. This man is not just my dad. He's the love of my mother's life. Her man. I keep sucking, the sounds coming out of my father's mouth, the rumbling in his throat, the panting, the feel of his hands resting gently on my head, everything is too wonderful to let guilt stop me.I pay attention to his reaction, watching his face while I suck his cock, carefully.