I slid through her downy pubic hair, her black curls engulfing my fingers, and rubbed her nub. She gasped and groaned, her body shaking as I massaged ...nd teased her, rubbing her clit in slow circles.“Oh, Becky, that's so good!” she groaned. “Oh, I like that. Mmm, please, please, don't stop doing that!”“Good,” I told her. “Just let yourself go. Enjoy this!”“Uh-huh,” she moaned as my tongue pressed against her asshole, eager to penetrate her and show her such wicked delights.I devoured her. ”stuck with some college job dad” I answered..”Its happening again again..The day before yesterday also you came at 9” ..his voice was soft as he knew what was i doing..yes he knew..from past 2 years I was noticing that he was lusting on me..on his own daughter…I had seen him coming in my bedroom late night and peeping through bathroom door while I had bath..a 45 yrs old man..average built and a businessman..Mr. Ishaaq khan..my dad…he followed me many times after my college hour..saw me going. Still, it’d be nice to have a sweet girl to go home to after work, but Michael wasn’t holding out much hope. Most girls weren’t attracted to the stereotypical Jewish kid: scrawny with curly black hair, pale skin complexion, and a bit of a large nose. As much as Michael tried to downplay the cliché, there really was no escaping it.A sudden thud from the court snapped Michael out of his daydream, and he saw one of the other girls down on the floor. A quick glance at his roster sheet told him it. I was known as ‘Sam’ in the neighbourhood and in school rolls I was called Samuel Jacob. Teachers never noticed me much as I was neither a bright student or a laggard. Also, I was not a hit with girls: like any other average student without any special talent to sing, dance, etc..As a teenager, I was curious about many things, especially about females. But, the chance of learning anything was nil and as it was an age before the internet, magazines with semi-nude women had a big market and.