She bent lower to begin licking their cock heads, twirling her tongue around each head in a figure eight motion. All the while, she stroked them up an...d down with one hand and occasionally reached under them to tickle their balls."No cumming. You have to save that for me. If you feel like you are about to cum, say something and I will stop and let you recover. How big are these tools? I am guessing close to eight inches a piece. Am I right?" Both men were mesmerized by her constant stimulation. "Good morning, Son," she said. "Juice?"He shook his head. "But a cup of coffee would be nice."Good. He's not as angry this morning. Perhaps we can have a reasonable conversation. She poured a cup of coffee and handed it to him, and he stepped to the counter and added non-dairy creamer and sugar.He sipped and looked at her over the rim of the cup. "Did you finish the package for the police?" Yes, I'll deliver it anonymously this morning." This is your project now, but if I were you, I'd alert. I turned and looked. It was Kyle. Or what remained of him at least.The Kyle from last night had been one thing, but this bubbling sexpotbefore me was quite another. I could hardly recognize him beneath theskimpy clothes and the makeup. Two huge jiggling mounds of fleshjutted proudly from his chest, barely restrained behind a brightlycolored string-bikini top worn under a gauzy translucent blouse thathung down just below his plentiful ass in a parody of a boyfriendshirt. There was a skirt. But, despite these things, I understand that most of my suitors are here because of my father. He is a shipping tycoon, one of the richest men in the South and, as his daughter, I am especially desirable. Although my father will have the final say in who I marry, I am expending considerable effort in trying to determine which men are interested in me and which men are only interested in the power and wealth they would gain from becoming part of my family. I can usually make an accurate.