"Let us meet...princess." A nickname he had used thousands of times. One that I myself had refused to say or think of. One that he knew, would portray...to me, more than any essay or sentence. He still loved me. He still cared. If not a lover, maybe I had gained my father back. My knight. We met at a club, it was noisy and the music happy and hip. It was a nice setting in the restaurant, the noise made it so we could talk in private, without fear of being overheard. And there was a hotel. But his thickness was what separated him from Phillip in size. I wasn't sure if I could fit it all in my mouth, but did my best to compensate by bombarding his dick head with a sloppy and rapid bobbing. I worked Justin's dick as best as I could, working him up for an impressive orgasm. When I felt hands on the underside of my ass, juggling my cheeks up and down, I hoped it would be Phillip. I released Justin's dark cock from my mouth and passed it on to his mother's hands. Justin must have been. More

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