"There's nothing wrong with a cock Damian, it's a normal part of being aman – well a proper man at least." What do you mean?" I thought she was gett...ng at me."Well some men aren't real men, their cocks need to be locked away...but Ithink that you're a real man." She looked at Dad. "Or do I need to lockyour cock away as well?" As well?" As well as your Dad. He's all locked away safe and sound." She looked athim. "Show him."Dad stood up, he looked so uncomfortable, then opened his shorts. Her tongue eased its way from between partially closed lips and tentatively touched the glistening slit. She felt a pair of hands rest on the back of her head and pull her closer into the soft flesh, her tongue automatically pushing between the small opening to the teen’s pussy. Within seconds her lower face was coated in the juices as her head was ground into the soft velvety flesh. June responded to the words that were being spoken at her. Her tongue started to lick and taste the young girl’s. My instincttold me to get up and run off, but I knew that no matter what, that was thelast thing I would ever want to do. I sat there,looking down, between Ms. Brown?s parted legs, feeling my pulse hammeringnoisily in my head as I awaited the consequences of my words.?Do it to me? How? What do you mean Lois??Her voice was quizzical, at least all up until the last words. My name wasspoken almost in a soundless hiss, as she seemed to catch the drift and getalong with my thoughts.Again I felt. When she walked away leaving Rob with a tent pole in his pants I knew he was going to end the night with a raging case of blue balls. With the rest of the guys egging the girls on each lap dance got a little more intense. As it got later and the place started clearing out it got even better — or worse — depending on how you looked at it. In our city there are laws regulating what the girls can do and there are people who enforce those laws. Those people go to places like the Kit Kat, pretend to.