Sal strains on his leash, marking as many trees as he can and sniffing all the wonderful smells only a dog can smell. I laugh as he comes to me, and r...bs up against me, his nose poking into my pussy. I can feel his breath against me and I get a tingling sensation and my mind starts to wonder off thinking if we could find a fairly secluded spot to sit and relax and enjoy each others company.I look at Sal, and I squat down to his level to give him a hug, and rub his belly. I move my hand further. My eyes lingered for a moment, fixed on her body. She had the same black soft hair up to her shoulders as her mother had and perfect curves that any guy would kill just to touch and boy, she knew it. She turned her head and smiled ‘Daddy, what’s for dinner I’m starving?’ I could feel she knew I had been staring at her. Snapping me out of my trance I said ‘Umm… we’ll have take-out honey, my treat.’ I walked to the fridge, got a beer and some take-out menus then came and sat next to her. Putting. So before the date, as I told you, I spent considerable time telling him about my sexual needs and desire. I throughly explained to him my burning desire to suck his cock, at my leisure, and without his instruction. I just wanted to explore sucking him in different ways and I wanted to see how he would respond to different things. I must have gotten him super excited because he was a complete chatter box. He was so hyper. We went to a bar in Kent to have drinks, dinner, and to play darts. On. On my knees... like a traditional old school cocksucker.He smiled, "Getting comfortable?" Yeah," I nodded, before taking his cock back in my mouth.Instantly this felt even better.I couldn't explain it, but being on my knees just felt right. In all my fantasies I had been on my knees and once I was on them for real I felt I was at home. I know that may sound silly, but as I resumed bobbing there could be no better way to describe my feelings other than 'naturally at home'.For a couple of.