He defiantly liked that. Fuck yeah, suck that good and hard, youll get my cum quickly if you keep doin that, He said. His hands dropped off the wall, ...nd grabbing his head, he took charge of the pace, he was bobbing his head and increased it, making him sigh in pleasure. Killian whimpered in pleasure, and spread his legs. All the action had him tugging his own small dick out. He let one hand go of the cock he sucked on and lowered it to his own, playing with it in small, shy movements. Aidon. There's too good a chance that some of the men from my department could be mixed up with Steve Jordan's bunch. I don't even know a single one from my office I'm sure I can trust." Yeah, I guess you're right. We ain't neither of us got any kind of ID we can show, so there's no way we can catch a plane to get there." Maybe not any that's good enough to get us on a plane, even if we could figure how to take Rowlf with us, but we do have some ID. The men from Jordan's outpost all carried theirs. Something close to luck, however; 'Fuck' He hissed as quietly as he could. ”We're sitting separately!?” Her disappointed glance answered back, they would indeed have to spend the first leg of their romantic getaway apart. She quickly took her seat, sandwiched between two older men. The both of them Mister Rogers clones, down to the cardigans and 50's style hair cuts; a dying breed. He sat down in the row. I had so many confused feeling going through my head. I had got to satisfy some of my deepest fantasies and kinks. I got one of the best blow jobs in my life, and I had made a teenager squirt like I had never thought possible. BUT it was my own daughter that I did all this too. Was I prepared for the stress this had the possibility of bringing to our lives? Why did I do this? And she had wanted to suck my dick before I left for work this afternoon. After she had showered and possibly cleared.