He hesitated for a second, then walked slowly toward my wife. Brooke was already kneeling on the bed, playing with her t**s, squeezing them and pulling at her n*****s. The moment he got close, she reached out and grabbed his c**k, stroking it with her small hand.
“Can I suck it, Daddy?” she asked, looking straight at me while the nerd had his eyes closed, already moaning like a little b***h.
“It’s already so hard,” I answered. I didn’t like when her mouth touched other d***s. I don’t know why, but that was off limits for me. Not to say it never happens. It does but not often.
She listened like the good slut she is and kept slowly stroking him. But the guy was just standing there frozen, too shocked to do anything. It was starting to bore me. He was way too awkward.
“Okay, hold on,” I s
