.. to work! To change over. And you holding me is not going to help that at all!!!" Ahhh, Daddy. But I want to hold your big fat cock when you pee!!! ...You don't mean that your little girlie excites you to the point that you can't relax and go pee, do you?" She giggled at his obvious discomfort.For a minute or two she bantered with her father teasing him as the pressure grew. It was so frustrating to Stan that he thought he might not be able to release his urine! Finally, his anger and. Even the dim light of wherever she was now strained her pounding head too much. She tried to make sense of her surroundings using her other senses. Besides being fairly sure she was lying down, she was unable to tell much else.As her head started to clear, she was able to distinguish additional details. Whatever she was lying on was made of stone or rock of some kind, and was cood beneath her clothing.Having been only semi-conscious due to the impact to her head earlier, Tamara was only able to. Sure, she was a church-going girl, but no one ever went to hell for showing a bit of cleavage.“I’m fine,” she said gratefully, turning to face him. He was older than her, in his mid-thirties at least. “I’m just on my way to my boyfriend’s house...”“I wish I was your boyfriend,” he said with a chuckle, and Irene’s body language instantly changed.“You are,” she purred, taking a step toward him, and putting her hand around his waist. “Thanks so much for taking care of me, sweetie.”Standing on her. "So you really do like my daughter. I bet you think about fucking her or maybe getting your cock in her mouth. Is that what you think about when you jack off?" She teased as she stroked my cock.Becky moved down between my legs. She looked up at me and smiled."Close your eyes Billy. Just think of Debbie until you cum!" She said as she began to slowly suck my cock.My eyes closed as her mouth moved up and down my shaft. Her fingers gently rubbed my balls. My mind went into fantasy mode.I looked.