It tasted sweeter than I imagined. As I rubbed his cock head back and forth across my outstretched tongue, the taste and the scent started a stirring ...n my cock that I could hardly believe. It was almost like honey. His cock was hot and hard like granite, but the skin was so smooth. I kept teasing it with my tongue. It was like every nerve in my body was electrified. My heart was racing, my breathing growing more rapid. My cock was coming to full attention. I could not wait another second to. "Can u believe him? Wat a perv" I said, lying."But Blake you are so pretty." she touched my face. "I can’t blame your dad."She leaned forward to kiss me. I kissed back, but I was secretly thinking how I could see daddy’s cock close up. Kissing Deena was getting old, and I needed cock.When I got home daddy was on the couch, his tail shirt a little loose."You miss me?" I purred in his ear, kissing his cheek."Yes princess" he said. He patted my butt. He often did, but now I knew it meant. I gave her a good massage on her back and we went to sleep and the next day I asked her about the pain she said there is no improvement and the paid is still there and that day also. We went to the doctor and he suggested you better get massaged by a professional and we came back home and discussed how to get a professional masseur and my wife said it will be ok for her if it is a lady masseur next day we went to a ayurvedic massage parlour and a lady masseur gave her oil massage up to half an. It should be interesting, if I am right.”It was after ten a.m. when Reg got a call from the Finance Officer.“Mr Robertson, I will hand a certified copy of the accounts of the Development Fund to Mrs Robertson at lunchtime. She called in earlier, so she knows to come and collect it. It does not make happy reading.The gist of it is that considerable sums have been paid out to a company for surveys and draft plans for new buildings, but in discussion with the relevant staff, I can find no evidence.