She checked it and saw that it was Charlie. She called him back. ‘Hey, what’s up?’ ‘Not much. Listen,’ he said, clearing his voice on the ot...er end of the line, ‘I was wondering . . .’ ‘Let me guess, your wife is out of town?’ There was a laugh. ‘Yep. Visiting her sister for a few days. I’ve got a couple of boys from the site over here . . . the kind of guys you like . . . and we were going to have us a poker game.’ Rachel was already beginning to water where it counted. Unlike most of the. I was shocked? Stunned? Scared? I really just remember being totally surprised at his half-hard cock. I’d seen boys’ soft cocks before, a few even went out of their way to show them off. But never an adult dick and I’d only felt them hard so far, not actually seen one in person. In truth, I wasn’t sure how much bigger and harder it could get until it did.Dad walked to the side of the bed and his cock was right there, almost in my face.“Lick it, baby girl,” he said, gently but with a husky. He tasted good, but he was quite a bit smaller than me in both length and width, and without any difficulty I managed to take the entire length of his penis in my mouth, the head in my throat. I did this a few times, still feeling his warm wet mouth around my cock, his teeth dragging lightly over my shaft, and then I began licking his balls, flattening his pubic hair with my saliva. I was about to start sucking his dick again, when he got up to turn the music off.I knelt up and asked him if. You won’t get to live like this,” I told the kids. “Living in a bus, sleeping stuffed in a pod, sharing a bathroom, and eating whatever we have on the bus. You see, some friends suggested I take this place meant to be a self-contained community for obscenely wealthy people and turn it into something better. So, I have. Because of that, you are now my kids, and I’m taking you to your new home. If any of you don’t want what I’m going to tell you about, then let us pack you a bag with clothes,.