Constellations of razor bumps dotted the insides of her thighs. He dragged his tongue across them, breathed deep of the scent of spit-wet flesh. But s...mething was wrong. He dragged a finger across his daughter’s slit, and it came back drier than bleached bone. “You…you don’t like this, huh?” He asked. “No…” came the strangled answer. “No…Please…stop. I won’t tell anyone I promise…” “No,” he started to shake. Fury boiled his insides. “No, you fucking cumrag. You fucking bitch. You FUCKING. "It sure be great if he can make my pains go away!" Positive. I'll be around so he won't be naughty." Grace giggled."OK then." Jane smiled.Grace shouted, "MAT, I WANT YOU TO DO SOME WORK UP HERE. COME UP PLEASE."With heavy steps, Mat grudgingly walked up the stairs to meet them. Grace asked him to do his special massage on Jane. His face brightened and a broad smile appeared on his face. Grace told Mat that Jane had neck and back pains and wanted him to make it disappear. With hungry eyes, Mat. One day Jason had noticed her picture on Professor Anderson's desk. "The most beautiful woman I had ever seen," Jason told her."I couldn't believe my straight-laced teacher had such a gorgeous wife." Ava blushed, enjoying his compliments, his sexy voice penetrating her heart with words of admiration. He shamelessly flirted with her, a married woman. She basked in Jason's flattery. Feeling the power of his stare, Ava averted her eyes. She regained her composure. "English Lit. You do have a way. At one end of the stroke her mouth was on my cock her tongue flicking my dick head while her breasts were under my torso and her feet around my face. As she slid back to the other end of her stroke her tongues flicked on my toes and her toes caressed my balls. She kept doing this for many minutes and from time to time even as she lay under me she would take on more oil to rub on her which in turn lubricated me. The sheer friction free sliding brought me close to blowing. As she felt the tremors.