If I didn't open my mouth I was going to be kissing it.I opened my mouth as wide as possible and reached out to grasp his cock, I did not want it drag...ging over my lips.It was so thick my hand could not encircle it and my fingertips and thumb were inches apart as I gripped it tightly.It was as if I was putting the business end of a Louisville 'Slugger' into my mouth, Lloyd's cock was impossibly large.Even with my mouth open as wide as possible I felt my lips touch the sides of his shaft as it. He couldn’t believe how big they were. Maybe because he made a point to look away when she walked around the house wearing next to nothing. But she wasn’t the flat little girl he took by himself to pick out training bras only a few years before. He looked away, wanting to reach out and touch each, trying to keep himself from taking his daughter’s virginity.“Don’t you like them, Daddy?”“I…”“You don’t? You like Leslie’s tits better? It’s okay...” But the quiver in her voice said it really wasn’t.. I had a massive erection, but I was able to put my pants on and head back to the living room, hoping she wouldn’t notice the bulge or make a comment about it.--Just as I was about to kiss her and say thank you for the present, the doorbell rang.“Who’s that?” I asked. I didn’t know if she was expecting anyone.“It’s probably Henri,” she said casually, “He doesn’t think about calling upfront. He just shows up.”Elise answered the Parlophone and pressed the door opener to let him in.--I had heard. He pulled a pen from his pocket and sifted through the piles of inactive performers, stopping periodically to circle something then set the page on another pile. When he was finished, he turned to the group with a look of abject anger on his face."This pile," he said, gesturing to 10 or 12 that he'd set aside, "have one thing in common. All these girls committed suicide shortly after they were sent down the Rabbit Hole." Look at the dates," Tate said, pushing papers aside. "The 2257s don't lie..