Abby had gradually been brought to a high plateau, where her whole body seemed alive under his hands, every plane of her flesh, supersensitive to his ...ouch. When he had slipped slowly down using his mouth and tongue, exploring parts of her that she would never have thought could be erogenous her control was finely balanced. There was no conscious thought except that of the waves of emotion rolling smoothly through her, an emotion that she could just control until the moment that his tongue had. I don't even know how I am going to explain to my friends how this felt. I wanted his thing to go deeper. I pushed down more and felt it stopped. I knew I had reached my hymen. I tried to pushed down a little more. I couldn't. I could feel pressure on it. I needed more of my Dad's thing in me. I raised up almost all the way then pushed down hard and fast. It broke and I sank all the way down on Dad's thing. I didn't move. It still hurt. I looked down and saw his thing buried all the way in me.. I needed attention. i craved to be stared at by a horny man (maybe even a curious woman). So i dressed up in some black lingerie, fishnet stockings, plad and black short skirt and a tight red haltertop. Complete with a pair of pink 3 1/2 inch heels with bows at the back, and a touch of make up to really get into my slutty mood. i jumped in my car and drove down to a popular park. The time being around 9 pm i expected just the right amount of people to be walking around that i could and. Diane leaned forward and cleaned off my cock and her hand with her tongue. Diane sat back on her heels and let go off my cock. I sat there catching my breath. We smiled at each other and Diane said " I think you enjoyed that".I just shook my head yes. I then leaned forward and kissed her. I could of course taste our combined juices. I reached out and helped her stand up. Diane still had her skirt on. I found the button and zipper and removed her skirt. Now she was standing completely naked in.