I guess so. Why would you do this? I reckon you’re my father now, huh?”“Guardian, protector, provider, any number of titles, but father? I dunno.... I just didn’t want that lady, woman, whatever, ughh, hard to call her that, to pimp you out.”“You mean my aunt? My father’s sister. Got custody when I was thirteen, almost fourteen. Two years ago. Two long years.” She shivered. “Do not want to face that again. So, what am I doing here, on a boat, on the river, watching barges go by.”“Before I answer. I held onto his head with both hands, gently pushing my cock, in time with his head bobbing, feeling his soft, warm mouth work my cock like I've never known. I've never had a mouth feel so good, he knew just what I craved... I could feel myself reaching climax and Louis showed no intention of stopping. I told him to stop, that I wanted his cock in my mouth, so that I could save my cum for later. He stood up and we both undressed, his toned, lith body was beautiful and his cock was already. Your name is still permanently printed on the shit list," the truth-teller smirked. "And those reports of yours don't help. They give the clerks spastic diarrhea every time they see one of them come in. It's actually kind of funny. One of the clerks wanted to submit one of them to a writing contest as the longest and most well written prose that actually said nothing at all. I don't think he could find a category for it though. That, and since it might have brought you some recognition, the. She didn't react or pull away, and after a time his hand could be seen making slow movements, rubbing her rear. It didn't seem to bother her.I stifled a smile, and got up to freshen my drink. Settling back into my seat, I glanced across again and saw that their bodies were pressed pretty firmly together at crotch level. So much so, that you would not have been able to get a bus ticket between the two of them. Their situation was fairly exposed so they couldn't get too indecent, but he was.