“Now, I’m going to teach you how to pleasure a woman!” she purred as she crawled up my prone body until her neatly trimmed, moist, and meaty pus...y was directly oner my face. “Like what you see, Rick?” she asked lowering herself to within an inch of my nose. Staring up into the bedewed folds of her womanhood, I nodded, unwilling to take my eyes off her. It was like a Georgia O’Keefe painting come to life! “Go ahead! Kiss it!” she said, “It won’t bite!” “But, what about your husband?” I asked,. Well, on Thursday I was a mess. I wanted to keep touching myself but I tried to be a good girl and wait for the Saturday party. Anyway, at work, I peeked at the website to see what was out there. It didn't take long for messages to pop up. I tried to answer and chat when I could and one message was from Paul.When I opened it, there was a picture of him holding his cock and saying he was hard for me. Now, it must be said, Paul had a very nice cock and so I thanked him and we chatted. He was. But then, I knew I could have her anytime, anyplace and in any manner. She was thoroughly and permanently hooked. And she was only fifteen.The series was called "A Date with Tiffany." I did not like them using her real name but since we had a contract, I did not complain. The first one was called "First Date." It was and is a beauty, a gem, and the costuming was wonderful. I quickly agreed to several more and romped the luscious girl until she begged me to stop, something she seldom did.Her. Dad's eyes dropped down and saw the mound of red pubic hair and he gasped. Ashley squirted the whipping cream liberally along the labia walls and then filled the insides of her pussy with the white cream."Daddy, you need to work the lower strawberry field now," smiling at him as she pushed his face down between her legs. He eagerly began lapping and licking at the cream on the girl's young pussy, while his hands cupped her sticky breasts, kneading the mounds like bread dough. His tongue began.