Except disappointed. I don't know how this is going to turn out," I said, looking at my daughter."She loves you, Daddy. Don't forget that. She did som...thing wrong, but ... that doesn't mean she doesn't love you."I nodded. "I know. I wish it was as simple as her saying sorry. I really do." I ... I went to see her last night," she said, tightening her grip on my arm."Why? This is between Rita and me, Dionne. You're not involved." You're wrong, Daddy. Both Mike and I are involved. It's about your. He got a third stronger shock to his balls which caused him to lurch forward involuntarily with an open mouth. His reaction seemed what was needed, because before he knew it, he had a mouth full of hot black swollen dickhead. A moment later, the minister began to work and feed more of his steel hard meaty truncheon deeper between Cecil's stretched lips."That's it honey. Good boy. Just keep your teeth out of the way. That's it. You're sucking cock now. You're sucking a real man's dick.". I guess I should provide some background to allow some understanding of how I arrived at my current situation. Things began normally enough. I met my wife Victoria (nicknamed “V”) halfway through college, and we seemed to hit it off great. We were inseparable the final two years of school. While we occasionally indulged in sex, it wasn’t something our lives together really revolved around. While I did enjoy sex, V seemed to have a take it or leave it approach. Perhaps V didn’t really see much. I didn’t want her to leave. I was enjoying watching this bitch drool over my dick. I didn’t know how to get her not to leave but as I thought about her staying she stopped moving. Now, I am not the swiftest person ever to walk the earth but I was beginning to see a pattern taking shape after my accident. Whenever I thought about someone doing something they seemed to do it. I figured that after the day I had anything could be possible and so I thought about her focusing on my dick again and.