I reached up and began rubbing at her nub as I strained to push more and more of my tongue into her moist hole. Finally, I was rewarded with the sweet... nectar of her juices as she screamed out loudly.“Please fuck me, daddy!” said Beki as I moved up to position my throbbing knob at her sex. I glanced at Tim as she said this and was startled to see that he was naked now too as he checked on the various cameras. Beki looked at Tim too and joked that I liked her to call me that. I could have. But what was best of all was the way Sue looked at me. A soft smile matched to smiling eyes, telling me that beneath our little game she loved us being together. She loved me inside her, claiming what was mine. Claiming her not just for me, but for us. Something that Francis could never compete with. He might have a big virile body and a cock much bigger than me, but he didn’t have the memories and the twenty years of love and life that melded Sue and me into one.Amazed that I’d lasted this. The escort, the hooker, the prostitute, he wasn't exactly sure what to call them, appeared. No doubt from their previous escapade, he thought to himself. With gorgeous breasts, the pretty brunette smiled before lying beside him and touching his leg. Kissing his cheek she moved closer. He was somewhat nervous though he appeared not to be. Fondling within his pants she reached for his cock his eyes transfixed on her breasts. He could feel his rod stiffen. Everything he had anticipated was coming. IfI ever had any question about my father's love it was wiped away when hegave me the money without question." First I found a very good therapist in the field of sexual identitydisorder. Unfortunately I couldn't hire the best because those priceswould be well out of my range. But I did some research and found onethat came very highly recommended, and in my price range as well." I showed him the transcripts I had downloaded from your computer andasked him what we could do to cure you of this.