He doesn't just give me a blow job, he makes glorious love to my cock. He caresses it. He kisses it. He worships it. He bathes it with his tongue and ...outh. This seems to be his life's passion as he enjoys my rigid cock. He licks its full length and all around and up and down. My cock is the center of his universe at the moment. He sucks my whole dick into his mouth and my cock pulses against the back of his tongue and down into his throat. His hand massages the base of my cock and slowly pumps. "I'd like to say yes, sir. I abhor violence and its sickening pre-eminence in human affairs." He sighed. "But no, I would not. It appears from what you say that this rogue law officer intended violence of his own initiative, and your choice, daughter, was only whether you would be its victim or its perpetrator. At least you took no life."The tension had lessened, but it was still there. "I would have, dad, if I'd needed to," she told him softly. "And I have before, I did on Eden. You know. ‘Luke!’ she gasped, then smiled and rushed around the counter to hug him. ‘I can’t believe it! It’s been…well, a long time. What are you doing here?’ Awkwardly, he hugged her back, then pulled away to remind her who he’d asked for. She looked at him a bit oddly, then shook her head. ‘I’m sorry, Luke. I thought you of all people would have known. Riley isn’t here.’ Damn. ‘Do you know where I could find him? You know, to catch up on old times,’ he explained as if he and the other man were still. And then, still early, I drove around to Sally’s house. Sally didn’t work Tuesdays. I knocked but there was no reply. So I went up the side and let myself into the back garden.Sally looked up, surprised. “I really need to put a lock on that gate, don’t I?” she said sweetly. “Did Simon forget something, or did you forget something yesterday?” she challenged, her dimples twitching. “You owe me a cup of tea?” the said bravely, like my someone else was saying it.She cracked a wide welcoming smile.