She was playing with it now. I asked to suck it but just kissed it but she refused to suck. She was playing with my balls I was loving it I was in my ...heavens. I held the bed and was moaning aaahhhhhhh yes please don’t stop, please, and she was now holding the whole dick in her right hand and moving up down up downI pulled her on top of me and kissed her breasts pressed to my naked chest nothing in between now pressing her pussy to my dick and moving her hips to my dick held her ass and pressed. Dad was maybe five two, and had the red hair of your typical Irishman. He loved to play up his heritage and that seemed to come with a quick temper. Father loved to brawl. It was never personal and I don't think he really tried to hurt anyone, but it seemed like he came home with bruises once a month. Mom just shook her head and took him back to the bedroom for some care.I just had a thought, perhaps the reason Dad came home bruised was so Mom would take him to the bedroom for some "curing". They are about 10 minutes away, so I put the dogs outside and thought to myself that if they want some then I will definitely give them all that they can handle.Then I hear the beeping of the truck backing into the driveway. As I look out the front door I see two big and young black guys coming up to the door. When they see me they stop and stare. Then the bigger one says that he has some paperwork for me. After he hands it to me I lead them to the Rec room where the furniture will be going.. “You know, she might just let me. I overheard the old man talking. He’s looking at shedding some dead weight at the top and I’m pretty sure your dad is on the short list.”Josh had overheard enough from his own parents to know that what Blake was true. Sensing Josh’s unease, Blake leaned over, putting his hand on Josh’s shoulder, and smiled, “Hey, the old man invited you guys over. That’s gotta be a good sign, right?”Josh looked up at Blake. He seemed genuine, “Yea. I suppose your right.”With.