I'm sorry, who is this?" This is John's father." I see." Theresa has had a very long and trying day. I'm sure when this is all over; she will regret t...lking to her sister like she did." I'll bet Jessica had a worse day. She's been in bed alternating crying and sleeping ever since she arrived." We've been dealing with the FBI," I father replied.There was silence on the other end and the inevitable question arose."Did you hear me?" The FBI?" Yes. There is a possibility that John might be. Only one way to find out. I glanced up at Troy, and then opened by mouth and lowered over the tip of his cock, sucking the spongy head in. We both moaned as I started to bob my head slowly up and down.Troy was running his fingers gently through my hair as I continued to blow him. I was reminded of when I had my hands in his hair. I occasionally took as much of his cock in my mouth as I could, three or four inches, held my head still and sucked as hard as I could. Then I would resume my bobbing.. I require sleeker lines. And now let us look at this filly." He came over and joined 'Walt' in front of Sue. The bells on her nipple clamps jingled as he felt her breasts, lifting them, peering underneath, presumably looking for breast enhancement scars."This one is better," he said. "The breasts are firm and natural. There's more than enough to know she's not a stallion but she should be fine when racing. Do you see?" he asked. 'Walt' followed his lead, jiggling Sue's breasts around and agreed. Too friendly. Franny carried on having affairs with over a dozen of them. Not that Bob blamed her, what with being in a foreign country and no longer having sex regularly.When she came home and told him about them, Bob said “I understand, and I forgive you.” Franny could not forgive herself. She felt that she was unworthy of being married to a man like Bob. She was angry at the circumstances that led to this situation and could do nothing about it. In her mind, she ran through the options life.