Daddy deserves more... Right?

I lick my lips involuntarily as I get off him, lowering down to the floor and onto my knees. He undid his belt with his handsome gri-I mean... fuck. While still holding his cocky grin. But he stopped before pulling his pants down.

"You pull them down, fat ass."

I almost jumped my hands immediately up to pull them down as soon as he said that, but I decided to restrain myself a little. I could show him I still have some control, that I'm not just going to jump immediately at him whenever he wants.

So instead I slowly snaked my head upwards to his zipper, using my teeth to pull it down, and my hands coming up to pull his pants down as slowly as I could all while looking him in the eyes.

But all my focus and concentration was lost as soon as his dick was free, its massive size towering over my head as it practically shot straight up.

The thing looked longer than my forearm and wider than a beer can. But it had to be just the booze, right?

"Bullshit..." I quietly muttered, "there's no way it's this big."

"Then just go ahead and feel it, rub it. See for yourself" Nick said, grin still on his face.

I had a better idea. My drunken state allowed me to conjure up the idea to stick his dick as deep in my mouth as I can. I can deep throat Henry's dick easily, barely a challenge. That'll help me get a proper estimate on the size.

I lick my lips again as I raise my head to the tip, and I spit just a bit into his dick. Then open my mouth wide and lower my head and feel his whole dick in my mouth. I didn't even get to the halfway point before I felt him in the back of my throat.

I wanted to lift my head, but something was telling me to keep going. If I kept going I could show he's no match for me. If he knows I can barely take his cock in my mouth then I don't know what will happen.

I begin gulping, trying to push myself down deeper onto his cock, but the need for air was keeping me from going too far down and eventually I was beginning to gag and ****. I could hear Nick moan softly, with even a quiet "fuck" escaping his mouth. I could feel something after that, something akin to butterflies in my stomach? I have no clue what the fuck is going on with me, but that wasn't important. I had to focus on this.

I decided to try bobbing my head a bit, surely that would allow me to go deeper, right?

I began and that seemed to get some kind of reaction from Nick, as I could see from my peripheral vision his hands gripped the chair tight, and looking up showed his head leaned back with his eyes shut tight as he continued his moaning.

I can't even lie, seeing him like this was completely different from the asshole I had known previously. I remember one time I was in a similar situation years ago.

It was a Halloween party Henry and I had gone to hosted by Amy. Nick was there dressed in some stupid cowboy costume, and I was there dressed in a really sexy witch costume that accentuated all of my curves. Once we arrived at the party I could scanned quickly for Nick and found him almost immediately, his eyes of course found mine and I felt a feeling similar to the one I'm having now. Later in the party I had dropped my phone and bent down to pick it up, noticing feet move in front of me I looked up from my hunched position to see Nick looking down at me with his trademark grin.

I had that same feeling, except this time it was even stronger. I can't quite place it but seeing Nick like this made me flutter.

I was taken out of these thoughts almost immediately when I felt Nick's hand grip my hair and begin to push down slightly, helping me bob my head up and down. I don't know why but this then convinced me to begin swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock, which got another reaction from him as I felt him tense up just slightly.

I felt my wedding ring, rubbing my finger alongside the diamond that Henry had spent several months saving up to buy for me. To wear something like it while I'm doing something like this would surely be too far, right?