Well you're not gonna cry

You try want to try to put yourself back on even footing but your body is craving to let anything happen just so you can continue to experience the hot pipe pressing down on your face.You slowly raise your hand to his cock and wrap your smaller hand as best you can around it.

You feel even tinier after touching it. Your hand stretches to wrap and your finger tips don't touch. You can feel the heat, the size, and as you slowly raise it off your face, the weight of it.

"Well Henry, we certainly can't have you showing up to a party like this." you say trying to add a seductive tone to it. Your hand starts to slowly slide up and down the large shaft of your father. It takes a while before you're just beneath the head and then slowly start to make your way back down to the base.

You shudder as your body can't help but react to the situation. Here you are looking like a wet dream, dressed to the nines, your tits almost on display, your face looking lustful and sultry, and you want nothing more than to take this cock and feel it inside of you. To be used and explored, to worship and be worshipped. Your other hand joins your first and you begin to earnestly stroke this meat stick in front of your face.

"Fuck, that feels nice!" your dad exclaims in a low groan. "Almost forgot how it feels to have a slut's hands wrapped around it."

Happy at the compliment you keep stroking. "But if you want this 'slut' to finish the job before we get there, you're going to have to tell me what you want."

Not even caring anymore about the absurdity of the situation your mind keeps screaming at you to go all in. To push the limits of your new body, your new self. Feel what it truly means to be a woman. And not just any, this one who could make the average man crumble at their knees in front of you. But would be fairly matched by a man like your father. One with a cock that could break a younger woman in two, but if your mom could take it, why couldn't you?

Seeming lost in the feel of your handjob, you continue stroking the giant cock with both hands, twisting and squeezing along his whole length. You look up at his face seeing pleasure emitting from it and want to make sure you can give him more. Pulling his dick towards you, you purse your lips and lightly kiss the bulbous head topping off his inhumanly long penis leaving a red lip imprint on it.

Henry's eyes bolt open after that and look down at you to see you smirking at your new art piece. You look up into his eyes seeing need and repeat your last question. "So what can I do to help you before we get downtown?"