She couldn’t believe she hadn’t seen it when she was cutting his hair, and plucked it out.“Where did that come from?” she asked him, showing h...m the inch long piece of wood.Her fingers on his body had relaxed him, too, and he answered automatically.“We’ve been salvaging wood from that old mansion to build a treehouse with.”“The one they say is haunted?” she asked, astonished. She couldn’t imagine this city boy messing around out there in the woods. She’d seen the house as a child - all children. In the meantime, I could keep the cheque and other documents ready. I told her she is taking so much pain to help people and what I am doing is nothing. I offered to order food at home but she refused.I gave her a cool drink and told her to have food and relax by that time the heat outside will subsidize. After a little force, she accepted. She saw the photos of my family and enquired about them. She was getting more comfortable with each minute passing. She also praised the way we had. I managed to unzip my jeans, and pulled it from its hiding place; she was squeezing me, wondering why it was so hard.I grasped her hand and moved her hand in an up and down motion.And there with a room full of people she began to wank me in the way she thought it should be done. Her fingers rubbing the head, smearing the precum over the head and her hands, then she began the up and down movement on my shaft. I wanted to come so badly.Tina turned again, Polly stopped I kept my hand still, “dad. He smiled at the thought because he knew just what she needed - and all their previous conversations on the subject had given him insight into her desires."Darling? Did you wear your plug today?", he asked, knowing the answer, as he gently caressed her hip and thigh.She slowly shoot her head. "No, not today. I wasn't home", she replied as she almost purred at his touch."What does being home have to do with it? Didn't John instruct you to wear your plug every day for 2 hours? I don't think he.