The homes weren’t very new but the neighborhood seemed safe and clean. They pulled into a driveway of a single story unobtrusive home. It was neat a...d clean but certainly not what she’d imagined his home would be like. She’d pictured him in a sleek penthouse type place. His business was successful, what was he doing in this modest neighborhood. ‘I thought we were going to for pizza?’ Lila asked hesitantly. ‘Yeah, we’ll order in. My place isn’t much but it’s cozy and private unlike the mausoleum. . Jack, their father,” Lissa supplied. “I wondered where he took them for their haircuts. I’ve always left it up to him.”“You’re the mom?” Lissa nodded.“Hey, Damon,” I broke in. “Has Howard ever given you a shave?”“We don’t shave, Tony. Didn’t you know?” Damon giggled.“Oh, I forgot. You’re growing your beard out, aren’t you?” That just got more giggles and some good-natured ribbing from Donna and Howard. I paid my bill and we headed out to a late lunch at Carmine’s.“Wow! Look at you!” Wendy. I lapped it up. Spreading it across his shaft, I massaged him. Grabbing my hair, he held me by my head, so I couldn’t move. The fingers of his other hand were still inside my throbbing cunt. I sucked and licked him, taking him all the way, feeling him slide across my tongue, lips gliding over his shaft. He held me on him, before pulling my hair and dragging me from his cock, my face and his cock glistening and all messy. He worked my head, alternating between driving deep, and then shallow, so. ” I went out of my office to take the call. As I wanted everyone to hear, I put it on speaker phone.“Hello Mr. Franks, I take it you have made a decision.” We all waited in anticipation for his answer.“Yes Heather, my company will go with the slogan you designed.”“Thank you Mr. Franks, I will be in touch next week.” As I hung up, the room erupted in cheers.Then just as quickly the phone rang again. I noticed the number, it was our other potential client.“Hello, is this Heather?”“Yes, Mr..