" W-What do you mean, Mort." Carla stuttered, confused momentarily by his sudden serious tone. "Y-You sound as though something were wrong." Yes, my d...ear," he grimaced. "Something is wrong. And it involves the conduct of your daughter and her young girlfriend, Nancy." Well for god's sake tell me," the young voluptuous women demanded, lifting her glass automatically for the offered drink. "It can't be so horrible. They're both nice young kids." I'm afraid, Carla," McDonald looked straight into. It is painted white, brightly lit, and it contains many of the usual things found in a midwestern basement, including laundry facilities, a small bathroom, and stacked boxes in a corner. There is also a small cot here and I realize that this large open utility room is his bedroom. Judging from the size, the house has at least four bedrooms, so being denied the use of one is an insult to him. I also see a television. It displays a large beautiful bedroom with a large bed. I suspect it is her. I also can’t help comparing sizes, which ends up leaving me feeling a bit inferior. I am as hard as I’ve ever been, yet my cock is probably only just about pushing 5 inches. James looks a bit smaller but he’s still soft so will be much bigger than me when hard. Mike is impressively large, probably bigger than mine, and he’s not even hard yet either!Thankfully Harry going over to play with Katie’s tits this time distracts people from noticing my erect small cock. Katie has incredible tits. . She opened her mouth and let my cock invade her mouth.“Give your best. And you will get your reward.” I said hoarsely because she was really good at it. It must be one of the best blowjobs I had ever had. I was groaning in pleasure. But it was interrupted by the doorbell. It was a little annoying. She looked at me apologetically. What could I do?“Okay, get the door.” I waved at her and plopped down on the sofa.She put on her baggy shirt and wrapped the bath towel around her waist. She peeked.