Over the years, Shelley and I kept in touch through phone calls from work or as technology improved e-mails. Our devotion to each other never waned. W...e still loved each other but from a distance. Fate intervened ten years after our loving week in Paris. There was a conference in Paris again the week before our tenth anniversary. Our respective employers had decided to send us to Paris to attend the conference. I was notified first of the conference and my attendance there. I called Shelley on. I looked in the mirror and noticed a long stream of cum highlighting my hair.."Sorry daddy, I thought I had swallowed it all," I replied without thinking..Unthinkingly, I’d just admitted to my dad that I was a cocksucker and that I swallow. Again, the car went deadly silent as I cleaned my hair. I couldn’t help myself; I looked at his crotch again. Was my imagination playing tricks on me or was his bulge getting bigger? I even seemed to be twitching. Did it turn him on knowing that it was his. "I asked a stupid question, "So you could get up and wander around the airplane and you would be safe?" I could do that, but that would be pretty stupid. What if something happened and I'm wandering around. Perhaps I can't get seated and right the ship fast enough. I'm sure some people do that, I don't, and it's not recommended."We were cutting across the gulf after getting clearance from some military base up in the area. We were descending as Steve said, "Maybe we'll see one of the neat big. We don't like stealing from the villages, but we have little choice. It's them or us. At least they can go grovelling to the citadel to replace their losses."I settled into my new home, much as I had adapted to the citadel, and then the village after that. Unlike the previous two environments, the atmosphere was much less restrained. The men competed for the attentions of the women, and the females were only too happy to provide.Within the first week, I had several kind offers of intimacy, but.