"Good morning." She said coyly, her lips still touching his glans.
"Holy s**t," He said. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" She licked his tip. He noticed she was wearing a very tight red dress that showed a lot of fair cleavage.
"Holy s**t," He repeated. "f**k, I mean, my wife is, my daughter, in the house! s**t!"
"It's okay," She said, steadying him with a hand on his stomach. "They've gone out. Just relax."
He was going to say more but the girl sucked him back into the beautiful embrace of her mouth and he only moaned wordlessly. The press of her t**s against his legs was lovely, as was the feeling of her tongue running up and down his shaft. Her spit was running down his balls, warm and divine. She sucked him right into her throat, held him there gagging, then slid hi
