I could do that for my daddy, too, lubed or not. So, I crawled onto the rug and stayed on my hands and knees, my behind turned to him.I could hear him... standing behind me, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his trousers. I wanted to look back, as I was curious, but I was too scared to do it. I had never seen him naked, or at least I couldn't remember if it ever happened. I wondered how big it was."How many times?" He asked me."Three times…" I said in an ashamed tone.He slapped me at the other. Being a leader makes you think about where you are going, and what you intend to accomplish, because, after all, you have an audience to think about. You might even appear foolish or incompetent, if you don't come up with brilliant goals.It gives some insight to the grumpy old fighter trying to drive away the eager youngling who insists on calling them 'teacher'. Once the master realizes that the student is too dumb or too blinded by hero worship to notice any failings, that is when the student. "Hey," she said, softly. "I missed you. How was Florida? Did you have a good time? Is Beth Ann as sad as she seems? Will Brian be Ok, do you think? I have so many question and it seems like we never get to spend time just talking without having to work on a problem, take care of someone else, or need to leave and go somewhere."I smiled, "I suspect that you and I will have a lot more time to be together, alone, and uninterrupted in a few days. Beth Ann is not going to adjust to being away from. Gerard pulled Jen's panties to the side and then attacked her trimmed pussy. He ate her out like a pro. Michael couldn't see everything he was doing, but it was driving his wife crazy. Her moans were almost continuous as she rocked her head from side to side. Jen's long stockinged legs tensed as Gerard brought her closer and closer to an orgasm. Michael watched his wife have her first orgasm of the night, her back arching and her hands clutching the sheets as pleasure rippled through her tight.