It wasn't necessary, but I pressed my body against him, enjoying the firmness of his stomach. I couldn't look at him in the eye. I knew that if I did ...'d want to kiss him, taste his tongue, inhale his scent. Even being in this close proximity made me go giddy. My heart was beating like a bass drum and I could feel my cheeks were red with the exhilaration. Jason started the music and counted us in. The salsa was on a one-two-three count and I slipped easily into the rhythm. I had been to a. Then I asked again, 'What makes mom moan so noisy, daddy? How do you do it?'“His breathing was getting ragged, and the head of his dick was like a plum, purple and swollen. 'We shouldn't . .' he said. I almost whispered, 'Shouldn't do what, dad?' He looked at me and made up his mind that he was the man, and he was going to take charge of this naughty daughter of his and not let her have him at her mercy. No! the other way around! I could see that thought flood his mind, just like it was a. My mouth opened and I began to lick the head of the first cock I would ever suck. The taste was indescribable but it drove me to explore more. I swirled my tongue around his head and licked the sensitive underside of his glans. He shuddered in response and pulled my head even closer. My mouth opened and I took the head in my hungry mouth. He was so large that only the head and an inch or two of shaft would fit but I did my very best to please him. I moved back and licked the entire shaft up and. The customer showered, and felt himself growing hard again as he toweled himself dry. Geeta had temporarily left the room, and the man dressed and then opened his wallet. He placed a $300 tip on the small table near the shower. He was putting on his shoes when Geeta returned, once again in her school uniform, looking radiant, young and innocent (now that the cum was washed out of her hair).She approached her customer, putting her arms around him and kissing him hotly on the lips, relaxing in.