I slowly felt it in my hand. It was hot and so fucking hard. A thought to just get on my knees and suck his cock came to mind, as he was not my real d...d. We never had a dad-daughter relationship. He was just a pervert who liked to stare at his stepdaughter’s ass. “Your hands are very soft. So, what do you think?” he said. “I don’t know… it’s very big,” I replied, still holding his cock. “I know you want it. Just forget about everything and get on your knees,” he said with a big smile. I. Her cock lay between her thighs, which, as her trousers came free, she parted slightly, allowing the softness of her length to lay calmly down against the bed, thick and ominous a top two heavy balls. As she did, she let out a relaxed sigh, always happy to free herself after a long day, enjoying it all the more with company.With the trousers joining her undershirt in the ‘to burn’ pile he moved to collect the cloth and hot water he had brought in, looking over her body, stained and grimy from. The chef prepared an exceptional meal, and we all enjoyed the informal setting, allowing Polly and Constance to let their hair down, even if just a little. Conversation wandered all over the place, taking in such eclectic subjects as the latest show on Broadway, to the current front runner in the NFL.Polly's personality emerged just a tad when the subject of the New England Patriots came up. "I don't care who does what, the Pats will trample everyone in their way. There is no way anyone else. "Come on, Kasey. It's not like I haven't seen them before." Someone will see, Brandon. Please. Let's go back to the Game Room." Don't be a tease, Kasey."Don heard enough. He bumped his elbow on the wall."See," Kasey hissed.Don turned the corner to see Kasey push past Brandon and go back into the Game Room. "Brandon," Don said smiling. "I just came down to check and see how you kids are doing." Oh, hi, Mr. Woodson, um, Axe. We're doing fine, really. I, um, want to thank you for inviting me. It's.