We all do it.Ed reached over to the bar on the side of the car and got out two flutes and a small bottle of champagne.“Hey, how ‘bout a toast, swe...tie!” he smiled at me. I nodded and he popped open the bottle and poured us each a drink. I’m not a big champagne fan, but considering the near future, I decided that getting a little bit in the bag would not be a bad idea. By the time we’d put about an hour on the road, Ed and I had killed two of the small bottles and I was working a really nice. Ohhh he was good at it. I liked it but ick it's my dad. He was licking, sucking, flicking my clit, rubbing my lips together. I closed my eyes trying to enjoy & not think about who was eating me out. I was starting to cum, I pushed into his face & he buried his tongue right into my hole. I was bucking like a bronco. Dad kept eating me out. I was moaning and breathing heavily. I lifted my own top up to rub my nipples. Mother fucker he was very giving. The few guys I've been would only go down on. When the fourth finger went into her, she writhed and sighed. I could feel that we had approached the limit of her flexibility. With the intention of stretching that limit a bit, I pushed my fingers deeply into her pussy so that the knuckle at the base of my forefinger was pressed against her g spot. Her sighs became moans. I placed my thumb on her clit and began rhythmically to press her clit and her g spot in the same rhythm. With my other hand, I reached to one of her breasts and began. But, there are a few things we need to work out first, before that will be possible. I can't trust anyone, (especially a pretty girl like you) who doesn't masturbate. ------ Who is this lady? ------ You, the naughty, little girl that you are, will use this toy in your pussy tonight. ------ I've never used a toy, before. At least, I don't think I have. ------ Check your email. ------ Stacy, confused, pulls her laptop onto her bed. Sure enough, there's a message waiting for her from 'MissCara':.