I'm going to give my hard working daddy a special treat tonight. She pulled the towel from my waist. Mmm, we've been so busy this week, I've neglected... your sweet cock. Now I'm going to make him feel so good.She then guided me over too the bed and I lay'ed onto my back. Slowly climbing on the bed she started kissing me my chest. Do you like that she asked? Yes baby it feels so good.I felt my cock begin to swell and so did she. Oh i think someones ready for me she said. she satared slowly kissing. It seems thetoilet was clogged and when Samantha tried to use it, it overflowed. Iwas given the awful job of cleaning it all up, scooping up Samantha’sshit with a paper towel and tossing it in a garbage bag. Samanthaasked if I liked her shit. I said “Sure! I’d like to eat it!” Ithought she had to know I was kidding, but she said, “We have to havea toilet, Mike. We can’t leave the store to go find another toilet,I’m afraid you are going to have be our toilet until this one getsfixed.” I was. I shouldn't say mashing, it wasn't that rough, but it wasn't just feathering either. I resolved to teach him that. When his fingers reached my cunt, pushing through my soft down, it was time to take him upstairs.Only instead of taking him by the hand, I unzipped his pants, stuck my hand in and started to lead him upstairs by the cock. He didn't mind it much, reaching one hand to grab mine and make sure that it didn't slip off. I shook it off and reached deeper, under his balls, to pull him up. “Yeah, sorry. I’m um, gonna go. But don’t stop on my account,” he giggled awkwardly. He was leaving. Could I pass up this opportunity that had fallen right into my lap? I was suddenly aware that the small black vibrator was still humming in my hand. I brazenly put it between my legs, and replied seductively, “You don’t have to leave.” His face was a mix of relief and confusion. I was shocked by my boldness. “Come over here,” I said as softly as I could, but loud enough to be heard over the.