I am a man, I notice. But I am also decent and would not dream of touching any of my friends’ daughters.....There is one though. She has flitted in ...and out of relationships all her life. She was a precocious teenager and difficult c***d for her parents but she always loved visiting me and my wife. When my wife unfortunately left this planet, she continued coming to see me...usually when she had argued with her mum or dad or both, or argued/split up with whoever her current lover was. Because we. Mom was in the kitchen and noticed how Stef had a hold of my hand. All she said was, "We have a lot of your father's birthday cake left. We need to eat it or I'll have to throw it out."I went to the cupboard and got three plates. I took out the cake cut a small piece for mom a bigger piece for my sister and a large piece for myself. I put the cake back and got some forks for everyone.I noticed the ladies looking at me funny."What? Can't I do something nice for you two without you worried that. "Plus, if you weren't a cocksucker deep down you would have freaked out, not stared at my cock like a wanton slut." I was shocked," I defended, which was true."And now? Why are you here now?" He asked, his cock still dangling flaccidly between his legs.All the defence in the world couldn't produce a logical answer to that question. I took a breath, stared at his cock and finally admitted the obvious, "To suck your cock." Because you're...," he questioned."A cocksucker," I whispered."A what?" He. I am going to suck your cock until you cum in my mouth and then I am going to swallow your load right after I show you your cum. I am going to do it all without my hands.” I knelt and opened his pleated trousers and let them fall to the floor. I pulled his underwear away form his crotch and looked up him as I opened my mouth and let his semi rigid dick pass my lips to reach my throat. I licked it inside my mouth and then closed my lips around his shaft. In about ten or twelve suck-strokes I had.