“And do you sit at her kitchen table with your cock in your hand as she wiggles her bottom in front of your face, as she absent mindedly leans over ...ou so that you can admire her cleavage. Because I bet she has a cleavage doesn’t she Stephen; big swollen breasts, perfect for her little baby boy to suckle on.” Somehow I’d become emotionally hyper charged. I could feel tears at the corner of my eyes; a barely acknowledged frustration crawled around the pit of my stomach and my impotent anger rose. The party was going fine but I was not feeling well as I’m having headache and fever.I said to my daughter the same thing she asked my shall we go to home and then a person whose name is Jacob came near us when I my daughter and her manager are discussing. Jacob is an employee in that company . He is also my daughters colleague. my daughter introduced him to me. Jacob said that he is going to his home for some personal reason.Immediately my daughter’s manager asked him why cant u drop. He was also had rest and we were fresh for next game. Seeing me awake, he took me closer in his arms again and we again started kissing. His tounge started darting with mine. we were french kissing now. After enough kissing, his hand started roaming on my stomach. he took me sideways and caressed my bare back. My blouse was open from front, but still on body. While caressing back, he lowered himself and took my boob in his mouth. He gently encircled tounge on my pink nipples and I started. She smeared some of her nectar on her shin, and asked if I would like to taste from her honeypot. She Continued to finger fuck herself, while I licked and caressed her left leg, Her right leg was rubbing my cock through my jeans.She told me that I was an excellent shoe boy, and as a reward I could take my jeans down, so she could see what I had to offer. I pulled my pants off, and out sprang my aching 8 inch cock, to which she complimented me on. I pulled her panties aside, and while humping.