It was warm and salty and it kind of tingled in my mouth. I swallowed as he was still pumping my mouth full and, for just a second, the head of his co...k slipped down my throat and I felt his pubic hair press hard against my nose and lips. To my horror, I felt my cock shoot off in my pants. I'd been so focused on what was happening in my mouth that I hadn't even noticed that I’d even gotten hard. But I had. Now that my attention was drawn to my own cock, I realized that it was hard to the point. My dad was tall and heavy with a stocky build and was nice most of the time but when he got upset he really got pissed. Usually when our dad went upstairs to bed my brother and I would always turn off all of the lights and watch movies until we went to sleep. Most of the time we would be in the middle of a movie and our dad would yell down for one of us to bring him a washcloth and is was usually Mike that would run it up to him. It seemed like every night our dad was calling down for one of us. " Which to him, as scholarly as he was, made more sense, so with that in mind he meant to enjoy the solitude for once, as he received it rarely. As his black war horse leisurely strode forward through the dark, he could see the full moon reflect from a large body of water. The stream emptied into this lake. He knew not where he was, but with the trees thinning near the water, and enough dry twigs crunching under his horses hoofs he decided this would be great place to camp. He considered. ”“You have law enforcement in your background, right?”“No, not law enforcement ... I was a corrections officer at Leavenworth Penitentiary. But yeah, I believe the system should ... well, should have first crack at resolving problems. I know it’s corrupt, handicapped, inefficient ... unfairly applied ... but still, no matter how red some of my dreams may get, I can’t advocate vigilantism ... anarchy.”She squeezed his hand.“Ask Margo about her ex-husband sometime...”“What does that have to do.