It started with an early morning telephone call from Stella Mason informing him that his friend, Gary Fowler had been rushed to hospital after sustain...ing serious injuries in a head-on car crash. Stella said that Gary was in an induced coma fighting for his life, and although he was showing some signs of improvement the doctors confirmed that the damages to his spinal cord were so severe that he might never walk again. The afternoon didn’t get any better. Too many cigarettes and too much. Softly.’I obeyed without hesitation, opening my mouth and gently sucking one ball at a time, sliding my tongue over them. I was sliding my hands over his legs until they reached his dick again, I ran my hands all over his dick, until I felt something wet on them. I stopped sucking Daddy’s balls and looked to see what it was. Something white was starting to cover Daddy’s dick and my fingers. ‘Daddy, what’s that?’ I asked, pointing to the white stuff.‘Oh, that’s Daddy’s milk, sweetie. Remember. He's naked," Martha said."He's not naked yet. He has on a thong, but don't worry Martha. He will be naked shortly." She handed me Martha's purse and told me to get her a glass of wine.After everyone had a full glass of wine, Yvonne instructed me that it was time to serve lunch. It was to be a tomato stuffed with chicken salad on a bed of greens. Yvonne's maid had prepared the meal in the morning and then had been given the rest of the day off. A situation I'm sure she found strange since she. The only one that really looked uncomfortable was Dawn. I remembered what had happened earlier and if she had actually seen Alexa and me kissed but pretended she hadn’t. I was pretty sure she wouldn’t have been so casual about it if she had.I sipped from my wine glass and caught Dawn’s eyes. There was something there. A look of repulsion but at the same time of excitement. Her chest was heaving a bit. She bit her lower lip while keeping eye contact with me. Oh, you horny slut, you want some,.