"Keith held Jenna's hand as he drove along a country highway. "Nervous?" he asked."A little." My folks are okay. You'll like them." He chortled. "You ...now, when I was a kid I was embarrassed by them because ... well, because both my mom and dad are a bit ... different. Back then I wanted parents like everyone else's. Now I appreciate them." Different, how?" They're both free spirits. My dad was an architect. He's retired, and now he's a luthier." A what?" A luthier -- someone who makes stringed. Her heart started beating quicker, as she became aware of what was next. She reached out for his rigid manhood, and wrapped her fingers around the base before enveloping the head with her mouth. His cock was impossibly warm as she wrapped her tongue around it. This was not a new experience for Nora. It wasn't an every day occurrence, certainly, but she loved to serve him and be under his control, regardless of where or when. He ran his hands aimlessly through her hair and over her head while. She went to it, rattling the chain, and placed her feet on the raised ceramic footrests. Pretending it's because of the heavy chain, she choose to stand turned towards the man, not towards the wall. She then crouched down, keeping her knees wide apart. She clumsily tried to cover her intimate parts with the palms of her hands.--- "Don't touch yourself there, you naughty girl." --- the man barked at her.--- "Sorry, sir" --- she said moving her hands out of the way.--- "Hands on your head." ---. Harry lost all self control, his hands moving as if they had a will of their own, onto her shoulders.“Oh Daddy he’s beautiful,” she whispered, taking hold of his shaft, peeling back his foreskin, revealing the glistening helmet. She leaned forward kissing the tip, teasing the eye with her tongue.Harry groaned, instinctively his hand went to her head, his fingers interlocking in her long blonde hair.As Jenny parted her lips, slipping them over the head of his penis, Harry groaned again, gripping.