She wraps her hand around it and slowly starts to stroke it like she’s seen him do. It’s by no means a steady rhythm, but more of a ‘get the fe...el of it’ type action. This continues for several minutes and then starts moving into a stimulating rhythm. When she does this a small moan escapes her dads lips.“Does this feel good?” she asks. “Is this right?”“Mmmm, yes it feels very nice. It’s perfect” he moans.Lisa smiles as she strokes his cock and wondering if she can make it squirt too. With. What they didn't realize is that it would facilitate Susan ascension towards becoming an ultimate cuckold goddess. And Paul, a died in the wool cuckold, would become the quintessentially obedient cuck slave. Although Paul had lifestyle experience, Susan did not. However, Susan had a very keen sexual imagination. The best Paul had ever encountered. Susan was not a raving beautiful and she was the first to admit. She was a full breasted, curvy, highly sensual seductress. With a voracious appetite. She fought and screamed to make it stop but the more the crowd jeered, the worse it became. Once again it took Greg to bring the audience to calm and allow the discomfort to end. Again Candice needed a large gulp of water to regain composure and happy tingling returned. She just wished her head could feel as happy as her body. ‘Oh dear,’ Muttered Ron, ‘Where did you find that prude. I’m here to have some fun, not chat about poetry in the park. It’s time to move on I think.’ ‘Good idea,’ agreed. I had no information as to what was said by who to whom, or what specifically he was apologizing for. Perhaps it had been a mistake to tell Keri not to let me know about any calls from Lisa Glass and tell Jeri not to talk to me about it before Monday. The best I could do would be to simply acknowledge him and see what he had to say.“I’m listening. Go on.”“It appears that the person who lied wasn’t you, but Lisa Glass. I spoke with Alec Glass and Jeri Lundgren, and from what I can tell, whatever.