Dip a finger. Taste it.” I obey. It tastes different to you, saltier. “Move your skirt from under you, no wet spot.” “Too late” I answered ...ruthfully, but edged it aside anyway. Next text alert beeps. I haven’t even read it and my juices flow more strongly.You: “Sliding my finger under my boxers. Scooping a nice crystal clear drop. And applying it on my lips like a balm” Ooohhh! I’m flying so high now; if I just squirm a little harder I swear I’ll come right here, in the middle of all this. His dick was sticking straight out in front of him underneath the table and his balls were hanging down like two bells hanging in the steeple of the courthouse.When I got over my shock, I realized that Mom was shouting, “Suck his dick, Jenny, suck his dick!” Although I’d never sucked anybody’s dick, I was ready to give it a shot. I quickly slipped under the table and slid over to where Don’s dick stuck out like the battering ram on an ancient Greek warship. I wrapped my small hand around it,. “Yes and no. The real competition is from Jennifer, I think. From everything you’ve said, it’s either her or Karin. I don’t think things can work out with your Russian friend for all the reasons we discussed, and you don’t either. As for Karin, if you two were going to be together, it probably would have already happened. I know that could change, but at this point, I don’t think so. It’s Jennifer’s game to lose.”I chuckled, “You aren’t the only one who thinks so. The thing is, I don’t. I know. ‘This is important, Danny. I haven’t seen these people since you were a little boy. They are expecting a smart talented man with sense enough to behave politely in company. How would it look if I had to make excuses for my own son. I thought you might be up to hear some stories about your mother. She’d know what to say right now. I’ll have to apologize as it is to Jimmy…’ ‘And you brought up Mom?’ ‘Look,’ Dan sighed in submission to the guilt trip his father was just gearing up to give, ‘Pop..