She saw the huge bulge over his cock and she breathed harder as she got closer to it. Moving more quickly now, she yanked down his pants and reached f...r his cock as it sprang free. It aimed up and out as her father stood in front of her with his pants down around his ankles.The heat of his cock burned into her hand. Grasping it firmly, she felt of its satiny smoothness. With a sharp intake of breath, she imagined it in her mouth, the nine inches of hot, throbbing cock. His prick stared back at. Well that was something to figure out.She approached him. "Jason, I am detective Olivia Benson of SpecialVictims Unit. Come with me please and we will get this all sorted out."He didn't respond, just looked at her full of hurt, anger and fear. Hisbody started trembling and he shrank back from her touch as she reachedfor him. His eyes were full of stark fear as he looked up at theofficer. He huddled into the corner of the room.The woman backed away from him but the boy still looked in fear at. But my personal tastes run to later Victorian or Edwardian. Even later Arc Deco too, within reason.Our secret watcher stayed hidden and we didn't notice anyone obviously following us as we drove away. I stopped twice to check behind us for tails, but nothing seemed obvious. Heck, the gang undoubtedly knew where we lived these days ... but perhaps they might not have figured out that we were roughing it with the next door neighbor. Also, they just might not know that Garry was a cop, and since. She continued until I began to get sensitive and shudder at the feeling of her tongue and mouth. She came up and smiled and kissed me with her cummy mouth, and then quickly wiped my lips with her fingers, apologizing.“Not to worry, I’ve tasted my own before, if it’s good for you, it’s good for me.” I told her, causing her to paste her mouth on me again as we swapped spit and probably some of me, but nothing I tasted frankly.“You have no idea how much this has meant to me.” She said. “I’ve only.