There were 3 bedrooms and a large walk in attic on the second floor, with the huge master located off the back of the main floor. It almost seemed as ...hough it was an after thought the way it wasn't near to any main part of the house, only connected by a long hallway. I liked the way it was laid out, because when and if I married and had kids, the master bedroom and bath provided a bit of privacy. It was one of two houses located at the end of a dead end street right across from a small park. “Do you still miss them?” came his surprise reply. She was taken aback, and had to swallow twice before she could formulate an answer.“Yes, of course,” was the best she could manage. She thought about it for a second before perching modestly on the edge of the bed. He was on his right side, facing the edge of the bed she was sat on. She had her back to him, but was half-turned to face him. “I do miss them, and of course I still love them, but after this length of time it becomes a different. You walk up to me and drop to your knees. You stroke my dick getting me hard again. I watch you in pleasure. You start to lick the head of my dick then lick the shaft getting it all wet then you take half sucking on it hard and fast. I throw my head back telling you to go harder and faster. At a good pace you keep taking more and more of my dick till you are deep throating me. I moan your name as i shoot my cum down your throat. You swallow it all and you sit next to me. I put my arm around you. I needed that size to get the job done and Jay had plenty of it. He was bringing the hammer as the slapping and slurping drowned out all the other noises around us.“Just a little harder, daddy! Give it to me! Almost there!” I pleaded.Poor Jay was dripping with sweat and working so hard. He knew I was close and needed that powerful orgasm. He began to give a little extra slam at the end of each thrust and I quickly squealed as I erupted in an euphoric climax. It felt amazing! I moaned and.