Zahra tightened her grip slightly, held her breath, and pressed herself down against the engorged, glistening head. She whimpered through gritted teet..., forcing herself slowly down until the reluctant aperture fully engulfed the glans, teeth parting to let out a pained exhalation. Slow, deep breaths followed for a few moments as she willed herself to slowly push down further. This thing was a good 6 inches around at least, Zahra was pretty sure her arse was never meant to stretch that much, but. If Britney had not cried out, she had no doubt that he would have ripped the shirt open, buttons be damned. ‘Nothing like Rachel.’ ‘What man could ever really want you?’ ‘Fat whore.’ The words played like a bad song through her mind. She felt the hot tears course down her cheeks. It was the one thing she could not allow. If those words brought pain, she knew that she could never survive the look of disappointment that was certain to be upon his face. She tiptoed across the nursery, looking. "Yeah, I think I know the place." My dad added.We got in the car and drove through the streets of San Diego for a few minutes. I could see we were getting closer to the ocean. I could see where we were headed. It looked like there was a lot of beach parking and a restaurant or something where people hung out overlooking the beach."Here it is!" My dad exclaimed."Nice! Find a good spot." My mom interjected.We found a spot and walked around for a bit looking at the view. We were on top of a beach. "Daniel walked to where John was sitting and presented his cock forinspection."Still a bit stubbly," John commented rolling Daniels cock and ball aroundin his one hand, checking Daniel's pubs with the other. "Every time youshower, I want you to shave again. Every time. I never want to feel anystubble." Yes Sir," Daniel replied, resigned to his situation."I think I could use a blowjob before you get started," Johnsmirked. "We'll get you warmed up for the day."Daniel reached down and undid John's.