I stirred myself to make a sandwich for my evening meal and a pot of tea. I had just finished when the phone rang. It was Trish phoning from work."All...n, I've something to ask you."My heart sank. What disappointment was coming my way?"Well?" I asked, my feelings evident in my voice."Hey! Cheer up! I wanted to ask if I drove over tonight you would mind?"My spirits lifted at once. "I'd be delighted!" Now I was smiling."It'll be very late, one or two a.m." No problem; just use your key, I won't. He dropped his pants and, when I reached over and touched his dick, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the house. I was alone and frustrated. I tried a couple more times with other boys, but without any real success. They were all too young and stupid.I finally got a boy over that I thought would be able to scratch my itch, but when we started to kiss and take each other’s clothing off, my Dad came home early. We were too engaged to hear him, but he heard us.Dad came into. He began to fuck my face, faster and deeper. He shoved it in to the back of my mouth, and I gagged hard. This turned me on so much. I went in for more, deep-throating and gagging more and more, choking and even spitting up on it. I even sucked on his balls when I needed to catch my breath, I was his complete bitch, and I loved it.Suddenly, he picked me up and bent me over the bed. yanking off my underwear. I felt a cool liquid run down my ass crack and a finger massage it into my tight hole. I. I ran my finger up and down her pussy, lubricating it before gently slipping it inside of her. Meg gasped at first, but as I slowly wiggled my finger inside her and pushed it in and out, that gasp turned into a series of moans. As I fingered her I focused once more on her clit, sucking it and twirling it underneath my tongue. Meg was very wet by this stage, allowing me enough lubrication to ease a second finger inside her, which Meg loved, along with my licking and sucking her clit. In one.