”Amelia blushed slightly as she smiled. “Sorry.”“Don’t be. I think I was the one responsible. As long as I can play with one of your ‘girl...’ I’ll be happy.”She let out a quick laugh. Her face became thoughtful. Another light flush emerged; not a full blush, just rosiness on her cheek bones, a sign she had something intimate on her mind. “Do you ever play with yourself?”Intrigued where she was going, I answered truthfully. “Yes, but not so much in the past few weeks. Do you?”She turned back to. I am breathless, this is exactly what i wanted. Your hands press my shoulders and I am on my knees, in front of your beautiful, hard cock. My mouth moistens as I grab the base and pull you toward my mouth, I have to be careful, I have to make this last a long time. We have things to do. My tongue slides around your cock as I move my move my lips down, engulfing you. I hear you moan as I suck in pressing the head to the back of my throat. I gag, just a little and then you push my head further, I. Eventually she rested her hand on his dick with just a little downward pressure. He let out a light sigh of pleasure. She then gave his dick some gentle squeezes, moved her hand away a few times then put it back on his stiff boner and squeezed. She wanted to tease and arouse him, but not to the “point of no return” – when he could no longer control himself and would come in his pants. She told me she did like to make guys come in their pants. She liked the feel of a throbbing dick as it shot in. I could tell that she was extremely concerned. Part of the research involved studies of the genetic backgrounds of the family of the test subjects. Julie very proudly presented me with a small padded envelope that contained a small plastic bottle, and instructions on how to spit in the bottle, and put the cap on. I always thought they used cotton swabs and took samples from your cheek. The envelope was pre-paid and pre-addressed. All daddy had to do, was follow the instructions. She thanked me.