Mmm, how she'd loved that cock during their time together. It was a perfect seven inches of gorgeous man-meat. How she wished none of this had happene... to cause their parting. This time she sucked with relish for old time's sake, receiving the accolade: "Oh yes you filthy little cock craving whore, you."Hmph, maybe she was better off without him. He was no better than the rest of these chauvinists. By the time she got to Frank Manning, his prick had been well masturbated, the head generously. At least his boss, Bill Miller, always said he couldn't do his job without Dad."I don't get it. How could they fire you?" I asked."They didn't exactly fire me. I quit." Why?"Dad looked up at Mom, then back at Traci and me. "They moved my job to the capital. To Olympia." Oh." I'd been upset when we moved here from California. I'd had to leave my old school and all my friends. Dad didn't want to do that to me again. I looked over at Traci. It was obvious that she'd figured it out, too."If we have. "Not sure. Enough to know we like kissing. Maybe more, she's sneaky." Will she tell?" Not a chance."Rebecca leaned back and put her elbows on the table. "How can you be sure?"Deana sighed, wishing she didn't know. "She's great at keeping secrets...like me." Okay, so why do you look concerned?" Um, she wants to kiss you." What!" Rebecca said. "She told you that?" Sort of," Deana said. "I was joking to throw her off, not thinking, and I might have said you were into her. She took it the wrong. . she started to use her hand on me as well, rubbing up and down my full length, as she did she stopped sucking lifted my cock up and started to lick my balls... she was so gentle it felt more erotic than I imagined such a thing could... while slowly wanking me off she alternated between accepting my hardness into her mouth and licking the legnth of my shaft and the balls underneath it... it was all I could bare to just stand there, I wanted to shove my cock into her pussy so much but I figured.