He starts cumming

You feel Mr Fowler's cock start to pulse and he pushes your head forward as it does so. You start to feel and taste his cum in the back of your throat. It tastes a little like egg white, not bad, not good, but the knowledge that you made your best friend's dad ejaculate into you is exquisite.

He tries to **** hmself deeper inside you and it causes you to gag for the first time and you have to pull back off his shaft. Spluttering a little you lean back from you position, ass resting on feet. Wiping your face of the excess saliva, you swallow whats left in your mouth.

"Wow, that was quick, I know every man is supposed to have said this, but that has never happened to me before. " Mr Fowler said as he panted.

You start laughing at him, he looks hurt for a split second and then also laughs. Once you compose yourself you then muster:

"Well, are you going to make it up to me?"

Before he can answer your phone buzzes. You pick it up and there is a text from Emily saying 'I am here'. You look back at Mr Fowler.

"Well?"

"It is going to take me a little while to get hard again." He admits.

"Okay, do you have any drinks?"

"Yeah, vodka."

"I am going to get some ice, why don't you pour us a glass each?"

He nods, you get up and leave the room with the tin bucket they keep in all these places and go out to find Emily. She is waiting in the car park, clothed in a gorgeous black cocktail, looking a little nervous. She brightens up when she sees you and you come over and kiss her quickly.

I wonder if she can taste her dad's cum? Flits through your head as you snake your tongue between her lips.

You break the kiss.

"Are you ready?"

"As ready as I will ever be." Emily laughs nervously.

You give her the keycard.

"The plan is, I am going to distract him - I'll start shouting 'oh yes' and then you come in quietly and watch." You say, adrenaline starts pumping though your veins - this is really happening.

"And after that?"

"I haven't thought that far ahead." You reply. "Come and get some ice with me."

You fill up the ice bucket but before you head back to the room you turn to Emily:

"I've called him Daddy, and he likes it."

Emily looks confused for a second.

"Okay, why are you telling me that?"

"Because I am probably going to keep calling him that when you are in the room." You reply, not sure what you are saying.

You go back to room 2c and Emily hides as you knock on the door.