“He’s actually a good guy, just a little rough around the edges. I figured you could get him straightened out,” Fritz said.“More like, if Davi... didn’t cause him to quit, then he could do this for anyone,” Dad said.“If I weren’t so tired, I would argue with you,” I said. “Is there any food?”“In the oven. I made a breakfast casserole.”I made plates for myself and Fritz. Like me, he could always eat.“I hear we have a dinner meeting with Springbok. Do you know what that’s all about?” Dad. He only just had the head in my mouth, but it already felt stuffed. His cock was so fat, I really feared what would happen if he tried to push into my throat. His cock tasted salty and the musky, sweaty smell from his body was already making me gag. The hand that had been gripping my hair moved to cup the back of my head, holding me in place. Taste Daddys cock. Taste how much Daddy loves you, he said, thrusting forward once ever so slightly in reinforcement. I started moving my tongue along. “Uh, I don’t know, Zach. This isn’t going to end up on the internet, is it?”“No, just for me. It’s so fucking hot.”“Okay, but just show my mouth, okay? Not my face.”Zach agreed and turned on the video cam in his phone. He set it on his chest and framed a closeup shot of his cock and Barb’s mouth. She held it and took it in and out of her mouth numerous times. Zach was about to bust his nut; it was one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen. She kept it up. Barb gradually took more and more cock. .ready to hit the beach?” he asked as he pulled me tight to his sweaty, dirty body. “Icky Dusty! You’re filthy!” I giggled as he covered my mouth with his. Our tongues found each other and I let out a moan. Jake was really a good kisser and kissing him always made me hot! I felt a tingle between my legs and felt my nipples push against the thin material of my tee shirt. “Look what you’ve done!” I teased. I dramatically pointed to my once clean, white wife beater. Sweat and dirt from.