For a person that travelled the streets, his cock was in wonderful condition, thought Emily. She lowered her head to it and gathered up the undersides... with her tongue.But, licking it while stroking it with her hand, was just a little too much for Graham. By the time Emily slipped her mouth over his cock he ejaculated. There was little or no warning except a grunt that Graham let loose just as the first jet of spunk hit the insides of Emily’s mouth.To Graham’s surprise, Emily moaned and lowered. We were fairly close to them and seen the two grow up and these events happened when Ryan, the son, was nineteen years old and Danielle, the daughter, was sixteen.Ryan had dropped by one Saturday evening to visit our two sons who unfortunately were away for the weekend. I offered him a beer and we sat chatting and watching sport on the telly. My wife was at our computer which was on a work-station nearby. I knew that she was browsing porn and I brought up the subject of porn with Ryan. The high stone walls at the end of a private access road, far removed from the nearest neighbor, gave it away. We parked outside the main building, which resembled a huge French chateau, and made our way inside. We were expected, and escorted down the hallway to a door leading to an anteroom staffed by an attractive secretary, who announced our arrival via telephone, then ushered us into the inner office.The sign on her desk said it all:Elizabeth Masters, M.D., PhD.DirectorThe dazzling redhead. Normal." Elizabeth said."But why didn't you just leave me awake? I could murder Pauline for doing this to me!" I was getting angry again I took a deep breath to calm myself — Where did that come from?Elizabeth sat impassively watching me, "We've given you control over yourself, that's why you're remaining calm. We've already covered this while you were unconscious, you were resentful of Pauline at first but you've seen that she only did what was necessary. All I have to do now is to convince.