Definitely

I close my eyes and just enjoy getting sucked in a way I couldn't enjoy it before, when suddenly Mr. Robertson shifts his position and my hand slips off of his cock. I look at him and he is looking at his watch.

"Jeez, Emily with all this playing with your puppy I almost forgot I had a lawyers appointment today. I have to get ready." He quickly downs his coffee and leaves the room to get dressed.

"Just enjoy yourselves ok!" He encourages us on his way out with his fat wet dick dangling out between the sides of his brown bathrobe.

I look at my wet hand glistening from Mr. Robertson's precum. Taking a deep breath of his lingering smell I can feel my cock twitches inside Steve's mouth making him gulp briefly. As I look down at him I see that he has managed to wiggle out of his boxer briefs and is now completely naked beneath the table fumbling his hard cock while sucking me off. I grab his hair again and pull his head back and he looks at me. Then I hold out my wet hand to him grinning mischievously: "Here have another treat!" His eyes sparkle in a mixture of shame, horniness and understanding and with a deepfelt submissive lust he bends forward and starts to lick his daddy's precum from my open palm.

"Oh god buster you are such a dirty little dog!" I groan and watch him lick my hand all clean before I shove my strained pulsating little wiener back between his full lips. Holding his head on both sides I work Steve up and down like a toy on my dick feeling that I am getting close.

As I work myself towards feeding my little dirty doggy I see Mr. Robertson standing in the doorway again in his tighty whiteys and a dress shirt like a fat balding hairy version of Tom cruise in Risky Business. He watches his naked son beneath the table vigorously sucking his daughters boy-clit. I can still see his massive bulge and his horny gaze lingering on me as he grumbles "Go on Emily. Give your puppy his proteins already!"

"Y...Yes daddy!" I burst out feeling my dick pulsate between Steve's tightly pressed lips. My cum trickles over his tongue and starts to shoot into his throat again and again as I moan loudly and feed my dog all I have got.

I can hear Steve's moans as he gulps and slobbers everything up. After he has suckled out the last few drops of my juice he sits back on his legs and gasps for air looking all worked up and ready to burst himself.

Unnoticed by us Mr. Robertson has come up to the table again and now pulls out his son by the arm who looks up in surprise and blushes at his dad still cowering on his knees.

Mr. Robertson takes a step back panting and looking from Steve to me and back. " I really am getting late but I can't drive with this in my pants", pointing to his boner, "so I need your help here quick.