Her warm breath was further making me warm. She came over me and sat on my chest with her face towards my dick and slowly bent down. She kissed my dic... with her juicy lips and opened her mouth, taking my dick into it. I moaned in pleasure. Her warm saliva started coating my dick. Now we were in 69 Position, but she was still wearing the long skirt. So I moved my hand inside the skirt and touched her juicy lips. It was all wet. I moved her skirt a bit and entered my head into it. I could now. "Greta," I said quietly, "it is essential you don't say or show what you know. Early on Monday morning you'll know why. I want you to be there for your mother on Monday morning." What's happening on Monday, Dad?" she asked, begging me with her eyes, desperate to know."I need you to trust me on this," I answered seriously. "It's better you don't know. As I said, I gave Colin my word; he told me something he really shouldn't have. I promise you there's no danger." It's to do with the police. Didn’t always agree with some of the strings he pulled, but I’m no politician. He saw angles around corners, down twisty streets that I had no interest in navigating.He once, out of the blue, took Walker to the first game of the first World Series that the Royals had been in since before I was born. It was a night game and Walker sat between Bulldog and the mayor. I imagine they had good seats.They saw an inside the park home run which, as Walker has told me 1517 times, is rare. Walker couldn’t. Sometimes he was satisfied with pulling the panties to one side and plugging her in both holes but today he wanted Meg to take her naughty knickers down completely . He soon had what he wanted which was Megs knickers on his desk and a finger deeply embedded in Megs bottom hole . Meg wriggled with pleasure as he finger fucked her arsehole.The knickers on the desk were badly stained in any case. Just how he liked them . It was small wonder that he paid Meg a lingerie bonus . He was an avid.