Everything! But he cums anyway.”“Are you doing anything else when you give him a blow job?” Marion asked, now trying to control a grin.“Oh, su...e,” the girl replied. “I’m molding my mouth to his cock while I’m sucking as hard as I can; I knead his balls ... Boy, does that ever cause him to scream. I lick its head like an ice-cream cone. And his cock keeps getting fatter and longer. But what am I doing wrong?”“One more question: What happens when he finally does cum? What do you do then?”“I. I gave her a biscuit, “there’s a good dog”, I patted her head lovingly as she knelt there in the clothes id laid out for her on the marital bed, a skimpy low cut top so it showed off her ample bust, short skirt to reveal her long slender legs and no knickers. Pushing her head down I said “drink”, she barked, lapped at the water in her favourite dog bowl and barked again as if to say thank you.Unbuckling my belt I fed it through the loops in my trousers and wrapped the buckle around my hand,. " Yes mom. Let me know the flight when you can. I'll be there." And you bring my granddaughter with you. You hear me young man, I don't want to wait one pus bedamned minute longer than I have to to see her." Yes mom, she'll be with me." Why in hell is she yelling?"This whole last part of the conversation was done over the protestations of Mallory who didn't think that Ken was feeding her fast enough. He was trying to feed her with his damaged left arm while holding the phone with his right. He. ”“Thank you Jennifer, I’m pleased that you are happy.”“I am, where else can we see so many boy’s cocks.”A few girly giggles followed, the mood lightened and so did the conversation.After the meal the rostered people washed up and cleaned the place, both Jane and Ann doing their homework sat at the table with their knees spread wide.Mandy had changed out of her new dress into her favourite T shirt as soon as her and Dennis had got back from their walk and she was again oblivious to her exposure.