At 55, no less! Quite tragic, I understand.”The cloaked skeleton pulls a folder from beneath the desk and lets it fall heavily on the desk. It’s m...onstrous. The amount of paper and clippings inside stretch the folder to its limit and the entire mass has to be held together by rubber bands.“This, my boy, is your life!” It says with glee.You stammer something, unable to form words as its bone fingers tear the bands apart and allow the entire mass of paper to unfold like a book.“Shall we go over. So big and wide, so slick, she had never sucked such a big cock before and it thrilled her. He pushed into her mouth and she closed her eyes. His hands gripped her head tighter and he slowly started to pull her on and off him. Despite his domination of her, he was gentle, careful not to pull to roughly or too deeply. Again and again he pulled her onto him. She was loving it. Loving the feeling of him in her mouth, the silky smoothness of his cock as it glided over her tongue again and again.. “I need ya ta shut ‘er down.” He said casually. When he heard this Franks eyes lit up wide. “What!? Den you gotta be k**den me. It’s SATURDAY!” He said with an extreme emphasis. I mean, this is my business here ya gotta give me a little…” He looked at Daddy and coward visually after a moment, breaking the contact. “Seriously?” he went on. “Completely!?” “Well not COMPLETELY.” Daddy said. “I mean if they’re local, you know ‘em, they’re IN the town…” Daddy’s emphasis on the word really. A pair of glasses hung crookedly on his nose while a pair of unusual eyes looked up from the screen of his phone to meet mine. I looked away, blushing in embarassment. His eyes were different colours. The left was brown and the right was green.I could feel my lower half grow hot at the thought of this man near me. I couldn't help but imagine his hands, those slender fingers wrapped around my breast instead of his phone. And those soft lips pressed to mine, or his tongue - I shivered and.