Walking into the living room with my cup still over half full, I punched the button on my stereo, filling the room with the sounds country music. Guit...ars, fiddles, and harmonicas blended into one melody. I stood there for a few seconds before realizing I was getting chilled standing there in just my underwear. I set my cup down on the coffee table and started back to my bedroom. Passing the bathroom, I noticed the light shining brightly under the door. The light was off when I went to bed, I. She squeezed the base of my cock and pulled the skin up to milk every last drop of cum out of me. When she was satisfied that she had it all she released me, looking at me with her little 'cat that ate the canary' smile. "Mmmmmm, that was nice. You did save it all for me, didn't you?"I was still trying to catch my breath when she got up from the bed and left the room. I rolled over on my side, leaving my pants at my knees, and dozed off thinking 'How could life get any better.' Well,. Ok?” The look on her face was a mixture of doubt as well as determination.“Ok Daddy!” she said, and turned her head back to my cock. She took a deep breath and began sucking on it again, her mouth sliding up and down my thick shaft. I put my hands to the back of her head again, and began to push down each time she slid her mouth down my cock. At the same time, I pushed my hips upwards a little.We kept going, shoving a little bit more of my cock into her tight, teen mouth with each thrust. The. She is determined to get up all my juices and Rachel is more determined to keep her there. Pushing her down rubbing her face in bits she’s missed.Eventually she is finished and I’m starting to get hard again. Rachel then keeps her promise and Sara is riding her face. I sit on a chair watching them. Or more truthfully just watching Sara’s as she rides back and forth. Her tits are perfect little mounds without a lot of wobble as she moves. After she has panted her way through another orgasm.