Hepicked up the carton containing the primus stove. "Where would you likethese?" On the work bench is okay and I'll take the picnic hamper into thekit...hen." I looked him over. "Can you get yourself something to eat andI'll pop into town and get you a pair of Chinos, a shirt and we canborrow a sombrero when we go to the restaurant, they keep a few forcustomers and some ponchos. We can have fun."He looked doubtful. "I have to be on site at eleven in the morning andthat means leaving home no later. When I got near to the back I brought my lips down around the shaft, pausing to gather courage, opening my lips to take in a tiny bit more then clamping down again.I was right on the edge of the gag zone and knew that I had to commit if I wanted to do this so I took a quick, deep breath through my nose, opened my lips, and pushed down, forcing daddy's cock down my throat.Instantly my eyes well filled with stinging tears, I couldn't breath, and it hurt my throat a little being stretched like. His life could begin now.Without further ado, he shed his jacket and kicked his shoes off, andthen he made a beeline for his desktop computer. He turned it on andwaited anxiously for it to boot up, while going over his plans fortonight in his mind. There was still some of yesterday's Chinese takeawayleft in the fridge, and he could warm that up in the microwave, so therewas no need to go to the grocery store. That could wait until tomorrow.He felt his chin with his fingertips and decided to. She reached out, slid her fingers under his sac and pulled him – gently – toward her face by his balls. Her tongue flicked forward to wipe away the little white droplet of precum, and then made a quick swish around his circumcised crown. His hand reached to her cheeks and suddenly they pressed inward, forcing her mouth to open. At the same time, he pressed his cock forward into her mouth. The backward bounce of her head told me that he had hit the back of her throat. Her eyes flew open in.