Wrong. The clients breathed down his neck with increasingly pressuring e-mails and the occasional phone call as the deadline drew nearer. At that poin..., Gary didn’t even care if he lost the project, he was that absorbed with controlling Nicola. It wasn’t much longer before she was begging to hear his voice, however he’d never had a use for a microphone himself so didn’t own one. He somewhat reluctantly agreed to give her his phone number, unsure whether his voice would betray his true age. Gary. You're a real slut for big black cock aren't you they say. Linda moans loudly with a stifled yes as she takes one of thier cocks into her mouth. It's the huge cock covered in her pussy juices. You like it covered in your juices don't you he says. Linda sucks on the big black cock, licking it seductively as she replies yes it tastes so good. Linda without any encouragement sucks on his balls and then begins to rim his ass. He continues, you really are a slut or big black cock aren;t you. Linda. Keep dad distracted while they fuck!Dad, being the normal clueless middle-aged man he was, did not even sense my barely contained rage, my disgust.Then I saw him checking out a waitress's bosom as she bent over to pick up a fork. That single leer from him placed doubt in my mind about how solid my parents marriage was. Was dad fucking someone too? Did mom and dad even love each other any longer?Dad saw me catch him looking and he made some typical bravado comment, winking at me as if it was our. “Ohhh, that’s beautiful! Where did you get it?”My head was shaking and nodding like a Bobble-head, “I can’t tell you, sorry.”She giggled, “Okay, you did warn me. Ummm, can I ask WHO gave it to you?”My head ‘bobbled’ for a second, remembering their exact instructions. They DIDN’T say I couldn’t tell her that. I put my finger to my lips. After she nodded that she understood, I whispered. “I think it was the ancient Indian spirits who gave Linda and me the power to heal.”Her eyes went wide, “Oh.