By five when I told everyone to clean-up, I was tired and pissed. A few of us had been working on focal points but nearly everyone else was doing fiel...d work which meant that for the first time since we began the project, there were almost as many grid squares with paint in them as without. That didn’t mean they were finished. But they had paint in them.I went home to a quiet house. The boys were back with Jack for the weekend. Kate, I was told, was out. Wendy was at work. Melody said she was. It was the greatest feeling i have ever experienced up to that point. At a very fast pace, her head bobbed up and down on my dick and i new i couldn't take it much longer. I told her that if she kept up the pace, i would cum soon. Instead of slowing down, or stopping, she went even faster and got her hands involved. Now stroking and sucking, i could no longer hold it it. I said "i'm gonna cum" and she just kept the pace and i blew a huge load down her throat. After holding her head down for. He was reading an actual newspaper. I didn’t think anyone read those anymore, but I thought, 'Whatever, it is cool that he is a bit retro.' He was reading the financial section, which surprised me. He looked like an athlete, so I fully expected him to be reading the sports section.I started to sip my coffee and I was trying to figure out how I was going to catch his attention. I tried dropping my napkin but that didn’t work because it went under his table. Lame. I looked at my watch and I knew. Don't try those fake tears with me, I have dealt with many girls like you. Your Dad has asked me to teach you about what happens to f******n year old sluts. Come here and take off that little skirt, leave on that tank top slut, I like how that looks. Now show me how you use this 16 inch double headed dildo. Now Slut.That's right pump it into your pussy. Why are you stopping, you can fit more, I know you can. Pound it into you cervix, harder. What a slut. Did you know your Dad wants to fuck you..