I was sitting astride father's horse "Conker," peering north up the road for my first sight of her. I was anxious and somewhat nervous, but excited at...the prospect of spending some time with the lovely young lady. My thoughts were of nothing but her in the past day and night, and I was cautioning myself not to make a fool of myself and spoil this opportunity. With that in mind, I still nearly jumped out of the saddle when I saw a horse and rider approaching, and it took all my willpower to calm. . I guess you'll phone me, and we can have lunch." Again, she tried to be casual."Sure."Instinct took hold again. "What about tomorrow?"He laughed, and she was confused. She was sure she hadn't done anything funny; why was he laughing?"So, tomorrow, lunch? My treat," she offered, hopefully."Yeah, sounds good. Let's make it early, though; Coffee Cafe' in the shopping arcade. Be there at 11:00. Okay?"She smiled, leaned over, and kissed his cheek. "I can't wait!"He pulled away and held his open. It was only a few moments, but the passage of time was distorted as she felt him move lower, ever lower, until at last, his searching mouth was just above the soft, auburn curls of her sparse young pubic mound and his strong, lean hands were reaching down to spread her thighs firmly. There was no doubt in her mind, then, as to what he intended to do to her. He was going to use his mouth on her to lick and suck her into complete submission to his will. Oh, God! How can I-I fight them? I d-don't. Her hymen covered her opening, a ring with a large hole in the center that a pair of girlish fingers could easily fit through. I licked her, savoring the flavor of her peach.“Daddy,” she sighed, her head falling aback on her pillows. Her hips undulated, grinding her hot clam against my hungry mouth. “Oh, Daddy, that's so much better than my fingers.”Her round breasts heaved as she humped against my hungry mouth. She ground on me. Her juices flowed into my mouth. I loved the flavor. I licked and.