I wanted desperately for her to take as much of my length as possible and after a few aborted attempts I finally felt the tip of my cock slip down her...throat. I stared in amazement as this woman who had never done more than let me fondle her breasts started sliding my cock in and out of her mouth with rapidly increasing speed. She seemed to do everything exactly right and it didn't take long before I felt the pressure start to build in my scrotum. I told Lisa that I was about to cum and. I don’t know if he noticed, but I became very ashamed. Then I felt a hot liquid on my stomach. My father had left his juices on me. He rested a few moments, then got up. He left the room and I didn’t move… I fell asleep soon. The orgasm had made me tired. The next day again he pretended nothing happened, so I did also. We ate breakfast, talking of my schoolwork. The next few days nothing happened. But that weekend everything changed for us. He came home not so drunk this time, but still came. It’s going to be a long night, isn’t it? So, no, you do not have my permission to cum.” He chuckled once more.Sammi leaned over, and whispered, “Are you OK?”I couldn’t answer her, just nodded my head. If I opened my mouth, I was sure I’d scream.“Let me take you to the ladies’ room,” she whispered.Furiously I shook my head no.Then the egg stopped. Just completely stopped, and I collapsed.I cautiously opened my mouth, panting, then whispered, “Sir has forbidden me to leave my seat for any reason,. I let out a gasp as my cock was suddenly engulfed by her warm, wet mouth. I felt her slip my dick farther and farther into her mouth, my pubic hairs brushing against her cheek. I groaned and gripped the bedsheets tightly, my knuckles turning white. She slid her soft mouth back up to my head, then she lifted up just enough so that her tongue could twirl lightly around my head. I felt one of her long, slender hands reach down and cup my balls, fondling them.I groaned again as her mouth began to.