I don’t even look back up at him this time. After I lick his cock hole clean, I wrap my lips around the head of his married dick. He groans as I run...my tongue around the head of his hard cock, and then take a little more of him in my mouth.This married silver chubby daddy says, “Oh shit boy! I was waiting for that... I’ve seen you sucking in the store a few times. You made daddy cum watching you more than once. I bet your wife doesn’t suck like you do, does she?”I shake my head no, and almost. The engineer in his mind equatedthat to an ostomy pouch most likely. As in the dark, his thoughts wereall he had.The parking lot was in the middle of what used to be a farmer's field. Hedid not work at the main corporate headquarters, but one of the much lessglamorous satellite offices. In the distance was the constant rumble ofthe UPS trucks moving around the shipping depot and the sound of eighteen-wheelers rolling down the highway to the other side. Always one of thelast out of the. They didn't talk much on the way out to Eagle Rock. Al had some jazz radio station that both of them were really listening to. It sounded like Charlie Parker to me. I had heard him when my mom, a nightclub singer, was learning some new stuff. It was still pretty difficult for me to follow . I was all about opera then, though I was trying with the help of my parents and my friends to widen my musical horizon.Finally, they got out of the car, and headed into the house with their arms around each. Taste it...and leave me some to;.....udd get up ....turn around and look me deep in the eyes while u put ur finger in ur mouth......mmmmm pussy ull say.....;want some?;.....**e and get it.u reach out ur hand...ill grab it....and with one pull...i throw u on the bed...**ming to sit ontop of udropping my jacket of my tux.......throwing it in the corneridd kiss u unbuttoning my shirt.....ur lips....ur neck......udd unbutton ur dress while udd feel my lips sliding down...idd kiss ur breasts....ur.