I suspect that it was so obvious that Tessa must have noticed me looking too.After a short while it was clear that Tessa's miserable evening was not r...eally from our earlier spat, but instead was the result of her lack of success in getting a boy named Tony to show any interest in her.The night of bad thoughts that I'd had, fueled by the alcohol, and now the sight and smell of my exciting looking daughter, had fried my brain of any sensibility. I knew that I wanted to try and do things with. We had grown up together. We told each other everything. Although I could see how it would be difficult to bring it up"Hey George, how are you, by the way I dress as a girl and suck your dad's dick. Want to go and play on my 360?" yeah might be a problem. I kept watching as my best friend continued to suck on my father."God, Sammi, you suck cock so well, you little slut!" my dad groaned.The girl sucking my father gave a happy little moan and continued to bob up and down on the prick that had. And she was. Despite the friendship they had developed, she was now determined to manipulate him to her favour. That afternoon Shaun O’Grady made his way to the apartment. He drove through the town in his car. The streets and roads quiet and lit only by the street lights. Beside him was a street map which he gazed at now and then whilst tapping the faulty sat nav and cursing it. He was Martin O’Grady’s eldest son, taking after his mothers’ complexion with red curly hair. A true Irish Celt in. "There's no way she'd last a round against him." You get a bit heated, which is the reaction your girlfriend was hoping for. "Well yeah, it's too safe for the guys to fight. They don't have to worry about getting hit where it really counts."She reaches her hand down your lap and gently rolls her fingers along your package. She then leans in close to your ear and whispers:"Those rules have to keep these little things safe, but without them, you're nothing." Then she gives you a medium tap to.