Before opening his door, she whispered “daddy”. Raising her voice gradually, she called him six more times. No answer at all. And opened the door....Her courage diminished once she was in front of his bed. It would be really easy. He was lying on his back, and had only a thin blanket covering his waist area, concealing his “thing”.Easy, easy, it would be easy. She knew climbing in his bed didn't wake him with after a glass of wine, what to say about a bottle? Easy. All it would take was to slowly. They pay to throw it away.GOD: Now, let me get this straight. They fertilize grass so it will grow. And, when it does grow, they cut it off and pay to throw it away?ST. FRANCIS: Yes, Sir.GOD: These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the growth and saves them a lot of work.ST. FRANCIS: You aren’t going to believe this, Lord. When the grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it, so. I slowly started to bite her boobs and she suddenly said ” aaaaaa” , I knew I had found the right spot..I started to bite her hard and her moans harder “aaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa……oooooo shit”. While spending about 6-7 mins on her boobs I unbuttoned her jeans shorts and pushed them down. She was now laying in front of me in just her black panties which was all wet and dripping.I slowly started to kiss her inner thighs and she had already started to tremble, I placed a gentle kiss on her pussy through. .. that feels so damn good..."Taylor kept her vigil until she saw her prize coming forth. A drop of clear liquid was emerging from the tip of Jack's hard-on."There it is! What should I do, Jack?" What? Taylor ... I..." Oh shit! There's more coming!"As Taylor squeezed and pumped, the first drop of pre-cum swelled and soon fell away from it's home, leaving a thin line of liquid that kept it attached. Taylor instinctively brought one of her hands underneath to catch the fat drop. When she pumped.