"So nothing permanent." Daddy's voice was a little strained.
He shifted forward, feeding me more of his shaft. I pressed him against the roof of my mouth and sucked. Daddy made a hah sound, but it almost sounded like a thoughtful huh, so I kept going.
I bobbed my head up and down, taking him a little further with each pass. Soon, the head reached the back of my throat.
Then his phone rang.
"You mean two weeks?" he asked over the phone.
I gagged around him as quietly as I could.
"Fuck." His hips lifted off the chair, thrusting slightly, making me gag again.
"Aah," he groaned.
"No. I'm sorry. I... I'm sorry for swearing. It's disappointing, but we'll keep him on the bench as long as we... mmm... as long as we need."
Daddy pressed a button, then looked down at me. "Slow down, baby.
