Then in my head I saw her sucking Bobby’s dick but I was in the room with her, just watching her blow this guy. Then…” “Then, what?” “Then...I was in the room with her, kneeling next to her and she was sucking your cock. She was deep-throating you and I was right next to her telling her how sexy she looked with her dad’s cock in her mouth. I looked up at you and you smiled and said ‘our little girl is turning into a slut just like her mother’, then you grabbed the back of her head and held her. But that didn't matter. Their conversation was lost to me. My entire consciousness was focused on the red haired angel tied to the gurney positioned in the middle of the room.She was sleeping quietly. Her stomach rose and fell in a calm rhythmic manner. Her eyelids would occasionally flutter, and her slim pale face looked slightly pinched, as if her dreams were not gentle ones.Dried tears clung to her face. Her flowing long hair was frizzy and tangled. She wore a little gown that hospitals gave. It was going only half way to her mouth. In a minute, I sprayed my hot luva in her mouth. She was gagged for a second, swallowed as much as she could, rubbed the rest to her face and boobs. She sucked my limp cock clean. She was sleeping on my stomach and playing with my cock. She was a married, experienced woman, knew the game. I also had experience with my maid.My dick was hard in no time. I turned her around, spread her legs, started kiss her pussy and eventually put my tongue in side. She. " And without asking for him to join me, Iwalked up the few stairs to the kitchen.We sat in the kitchen talking about useless things, people at school,teachers, and I learned more about me, but I knew it would come back towhat had happened."So how was that compared to those other guys?" You mean the sucking you?" Yeah. Wait, is that horrible to ask?" No its fine. Remember we can talk about anything. Well honestly thatwas my first time. I told you, I don't remember do that with them. Idon't want.