"Anything we need to talk about?" No!" she snapped.I was silent for a moment. "You know, Bonnie, this is a time when changes occur. Girls' bodies..." ... don't wanna hear about this!" she cried, and put her face in her hands. She was really distressed.I put my hand on her elbow. She shook it violently away.Another few moments of silence elapsed. "You know, Bonnie, we can talk about these things. I am Daddo, remember?"She looked up, thoroughly wretched. "I'm sorry, I just can't." Is it because. I’m sorry. This happens way too much and we…” I started to say, but she cut me off. “Shh shh shh… I know, I know. I’m over the fight. I had a long talk with Lindsay last night that really put things in perspective for me. We’re in a rut - plain and simple. I’m taking the kids to my mother’s tonight so we can spend some time together and reconnect. I don’t know if you had plans this evening but cancel them. I’ve already made the reservations.” Her tone was pleasant and sweet but authoritative.. People would stop and talk to us, not like the people back home who looked at me like I was a loser because I didn't care to go to college. With Sammi by my side, I can do anything -- I just want her alongside me when I do it.Sammi went to college for a year, then decided to come home and help Mom and Dad in the tax business they'd started, Sammi having proved herself by bringing in some new regular clients, as well as being very smart regarding tax law herself. Mom and Dad certainly could've. I felt a wave of ecstasy shoot through my body. She kissed and licked the tip as she began to literally make out with my cock moving her jaw and mouth rhythmically. Her hands moved to both of my ass cheeks as she positioned them there for more support and to gain more control over my cock.I moaned and looked toward the ceiling as she squeezed more and more of me inside her small mouth stretching her cheeks out when she swayed her head. She looked determined to conquer my cock whole. I could see.