He looks around, the room still a bit dark, just a small light coming in as the clock hits almost six in the morning and the sun is starting to rise.H...e gets up and goes to the window, opens more the curtains to let more light on, and the window to get some new air and access the balcony. He always liked to wake up early, the view of the cliffs from his bedroom is something almost magical. The birds singing, the quiet, the cold wind. Yeah, this would forever be his happy place.He spends a few. Most men never gave Iris the time of day. Stanley was out of her league. His paying attention to her was making her wet. Her vagina was feeling moist and tingly and she could feel her panties getting wet as the handsome gentleman continued to talk with her.Iris had given a few hand jobs and blew a man one time. She never had sex and hoped that Stanley wanted to take her to bed. She was feeling like a spinster and wanted to feel like most other women do. It wasn’t that Iris was unattractive, she. Charlie Harper seemsto think that’s the best, and in my pathetic way, Iwant to see how worthwhile it might be.Suddenly, I hear a car door closing, and I get up,cross to the door, and turn on the outdoor lights. Whothe hell could this be?It is my daughter. Damn I think, she is here fromanother state, and I guess she is here for theweekend. Any consolation for interrupting my solitudeis that her significant other might be along. Twobeautiful women to look at all weekend won’t be. “Now take it into your mouth.” Her lips wrapped around it, and his hand tightened in her hair briefly. Wondering what she had in mind, or was capable of, he said, “Pleasure me.”The first thing she did was slide her lips all the way down, taking his cock down her throat with no preamble. He swore, hand tightening in her hair once more, though he was careful not to impede her. After what seemed like an impossibly long time, she pulled back, taking a deep breath before wrapping her lips tight.