He had signed up the day after Pearl Harbor, leaving his wife, my mother, home alone with my brother and myself. I was only nine when he left, and alt...ough I knew something terrible was happening at the time, I had no concept of what his leaving meant, or understood the fact that he might never return.He would only return home once during the war, a brief visit in the winter of 1943, just before he would be sent overseas to begin the business of war. I remember my mother crying for days when he. ‘Stand up girl’. The sternness of his command shocked me momentarily and I looked across at daddy, but he just looked out of the window, at the countryside as it sped by.I got up and the old priest took hold of my wrist and pulled me over to him. I stumbled and he reached out and took hold of me, before pulling me onto his lap, that was when I could feel he was outside his pants, there was no mistaking what I was sitting on, and as I shifted uncomfortably on his lap, I looked helplessly at. Sucking his come to the back of my mouth, I swallowed his fatherly offering, enjoying the taste and texture of his rich ejaculate. I made my fingers tight around the base of his hard cock, not permitting him to go soft. He just stood there, his eyes stared down at me, kneeling in front of him, his cock deep in my mouth. Then I slowly milked him and sucked on his penis until I could taste no more come. Yet, even then I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, as it lost its turgor. At. Yyyyaaaa ye dekha vakil ko or maza aane laga vo or teji k shath varsha ki chut me dhakke lagane laga kuchh dhakko ke bad vakil ne varsa ko sofe par ghodi ki tarha bana diya or doggie style mehi pichhe se varsha k sharir par chadh gaya or varsha ke bol(boobs)pakdte huve vo varsha ki chut me dhakke lagana suru kiya us par varsha vakil k har dhakke me hil rahi thi kabhi upar aati to kabhi niche jaati or dhime aawaj me hhhmmmaa, ooooommmmhha karti rahe ti kuchh der bad vakil jhad raha tha usne.