Then Tom said to me "I know your all in proportion", oh Craig sent you the picture then, he smile and nodded. I thanked him for the picture of himself... that he text me, I told him that I've already had a couple of wanks over it. Tom replied that's fine son I've been a bit of a chronic masturbator over the past few years. I did ask him about Craig and how strange it was having sex with a father and son, Tom laugh's, he's not my son he's an employee, they all call me dad at work because I call. I dug into the soft cloth, gripping it as the heat rushed through my body. My skin felt on fire. It blazed as Daddy’s tongue fluttered up and down my pussy fold.“Daddy! This ... Daddy! It’s...”“I know,” he said. “Mmm, and you taste so good. And you still have your cherry. I’ll take care of that.”I nodded, breathing heavily. My little titties jiggled. I squirmed on my back, feeling my braid beneath me. The bed creaked. I exhaled. My thighs squeezed about his face, feeling the rough shadow of his. . What are you going to do?"As her mouth opened and her tongue slithered over the exposed skin of myneck I mumbled, "I'm going on a road trip."I felt her stop, she sat upright and rasped, "What did you say?" I'm going to take some time off, throw my guitar and gear in the vanand hit the road, play some gigs, see some of the country and justdisappear for a while."I felt her mouth on my shoulder as she slumped. "That's youranswer...run away and hide, why is that always your first reaction?Every. Anyway though, I mean you have got to take that being of the bitter with the sweet, pardon the pun, none was meant, or had not been intended. & whereas I myself feel pretty tired right about now, & especially with that being of the rather crazy weather temps constantly fluctuating for where I myself am at for this time of year, & like say, or how you say round-about that being of the midwest of the u.s.a. to possibly compliment that being of which is of vice-versa for that being of which I.