She was asking me about how I'm dealing with what is now more workload than I used to have, all the regular stuff. Both of us, Vanessa and I, are quit... smart, so we would exchange grades boastfully. We eventually found ourselves strolling barefoot near the rocks on the beach. The waves hit high against the rocks ahead of us, splashing us from time to time. Everytime this happened, we looked at each other and giggled. I marvelled at all the beautiful girls around us, but none came close to how. I pull down his boxer shorts and his hard cock sprung free. This is what I had been waiting for all day.I gripped his hard cock with my hand, guiding it to my mouth. I ran my tongue over the head, before slowing running my lips down his hard, perfect shaft. I moved up and down, each time I took in as much of him as I possibly could. He grabbed hold of my head, holding it still so he could fuck my mouth. With each thrust, I felt the head of his cock going deeper down my throat. “Look at me.” He. Daddy was already tugging me up the elbow and leading me straight through the house to the back door. On the table in the dining room, he handed me a knife. “Cut a switch,” he said resignedly, and opened the back door for me. The air hit my bare skin, but I didn’t waste time covering up. I walked as if I were in a dream to the first branch I saw and sawed away at it, forgetting about my nudity in Daddy’s backyard. Daddy had never had me cut my own switch before and the anticipation of the. I was off duty and planning on drinking a rather large bottle of cheap booze. With my alimony and child support payments I couldn't afford to go out to a bar. The cheap bottle was my entertainment for the night, as well as my companion.It helped me forget how badly I screwed up my life. My children were taken by my first ex wife and I've had no contact with them in years. In my career as a homicide detective I had three partners. They were all killed in the line of duty while working with me..