She looked at me. "Well, I guess that answers my question," she said quietly. Then she crossed her legs again and slipped her foot from her shoe, lett...ng it dangle from her toes. I tore my gaze away from her pretty foot and looked her in the eyes. "I'm Jerry," I said, holding out my hand to her. "Nice to meet you Jerry, I'm Estie," she smiled and shook my hand. Her grip was firm and I couldn't help but picture her manicured fingers circling my erection and stroking me slowly with that same firm. Being behind him I could see his bum twitching up and down which looked realy strange but fascinated me all the same.Without realising it I'd slipped my hand inside my pj pants and wrapped it round my,now,rigid bone.My heart was thumping in my little smooth chest as I kind of dreamily watched my dad.Then I heard him give a groan and he seemed to hunch over the toilet as he hissed,"Oh fuckin' yessssssss,swallow it baby-boy,swallow daddy's load"I was amazed,my eyes wide in shock.What did daddy. The strength in his grasp made me feel utterly in his mercy.Slowly he withdrew, and I savoured the feeling of his hardness moving against my muscle. I tightened around his head involuntarily as he exited, making him slip out and moan in pleasure. Again he pushed himself forward, this time entering me more easily. There was an ounce of pain, but that only seemed to heighten my arousal. His movements left no doubt about his determination, and even if I had wanted, I did not think anything could. “Good morning ... again, my lord.”He returned the smile. “Good morning as well,” he replied.“Breakfast will be on the back deck in just a moment. Do you want to wear your robe?”“No, I want to wear real clothes today, at least shorts and a shirt. Shoes may have to wait yet. Page!” She had turned to get his clothes, but at her name she stopped. Lord Blackmon, still moving slowly to keep from irritating his sore foot, stepped up close behind the blonde and put his hands gently on her shoulders. As.