My tongue swirled around the head, coaxing every drop of cum from his balls. I slowly pulled my lips off his cock, making sure I didn’t lose any of ...is sweet, salty cum. As I looked at his hot, wet cock, I took the road in my hand and worked my thumb from the bottom of his shaft up to the tip. To my delight, a couple large creamy drops of his thick white cum leaked from the tip. It was the hottest thing I have ever seen. I pressed the tip to my lips, pausing to savor the taste, then slowly slid. If it did not, it was a reliable sign of cheap construction, regardless of the price. Unfortunately, the reverse was not true. Once I had Francine lecturing and answering questions, she calmed down relative to her normal pace. I knew the type. To some degree, I was the type. There is a comfortable feeling in knowing a subject. Sharing it with an attentive audience is satisfying. And relaxing, which was invaluable to me, if not Francine. Naturally, she gave a quiz. We arrived in Elizabeth ten. I then walked outside and out to the pool. I walked up the steps and laid down on a nearby chair I then put on my sunglasses. About a minute later my aunt emerged from the house in a sexy two piece polka dot bikini that barely covered her mounds. As she walked up her tits swayed slightly, making me even harder, I think my cock grew an inch. I couldn’t let her see the tent I was pitching, so I jumped in the pool hoping that she didn’t see my cock as I got up. She walked up the small set of. "If that happened to daddy, you could be sure you'dheard from Mom, right??" I chaffed, knowing he'd heard the wild rumorsflying way back that Alexander Summers had been embezzling and flown thecountry. True, I'd been ruthless and underhanded and even unscrupulous inmy day, but robbing was beneath my dignity."Actually, daddy came to Switzerland to support me through my multiplepersonality treatments at the convent, but lately he's become sodisappointed with their results that he decided to fly.