Fucking hell, I need to concentrate. I do my best to stifle a moan caused by the more dirty thoughts in my head. But, that’s when I see it. I’ve b...en checking you out this entire time, my eyes roaming over you. I’ve tried to be cool and nonchalant about it, but we both know it hasn’t worked. You must have heard my groan because the moment I let it out, I catch you squeezing your legs together. That’s it. Now I know that you’re just as worked up as I am. I’m willing to bet you want exactly what. Even you, Izzie, and yes, I know that it’s your own house, but this is for your own good!” Monica Geller insisted in her own classic, anal-retentive way.Naturally, Monica squirmed as she tried to ignore the way that Richard Burke’s cum leaked from her naked ass, Tim’s from her pussy, and Chandler’s down the side of her face. She was a little sore, of course, but that was to be expected after pulling her twelfth train of the day. On Sundays like this one, it was a wonder that she got anything. It was the first time I'd seen it soft and I was disappointed. Sarah told me that whenever I saw it in this state it was my duty to try and make it hard, because if it wasn't hard daddy wouldn't be able to fuck me and show me how much he loved me.Again, I just accepted what she was telling me. It made perfect sense to me in my relaxed state of mind.She told me to put it in my mouth and gently suck. I did it without question. I pulled daddy's foreskin back and pushed my mouth down on his cock.. I tried to put that in words, finally sort of lamely concluding, "And I think that may not be that far from the truth – I mean, by the end of the evening, we'd both had a fair amount to drink, someone – I – had to take Hal back to his hotel – while Debbie ended up helping Naz get Seffi back to their place – and, you know, it just wouldn't have been special, if you see what I mean..." Well," she said, in a serious but amused tone of voice, "I've known you to be a little more articulate, but ....