When she did a small amount of pre-cum oozed out and the salty taste made her stop. “What is that?” She asked. “It’s pre-cum. It’s a lub tha... helps keep you moist when you have sex.” “Really?” “Yes,” She began licking my dick again and slowly twirled her tongue around the head of my shaft. “That’s good but if you are going to give me a blow job you need to work it.” “What should I do, daddy?” “Grab the shaft of my cock with your hand.” “Like this?” She grabbed my dick like she was holding onto. He was under the impression that the partywas going to happen somewhere on campus and thought that they were goingto go towards the campus but they were actually driving towards the city.He started feeling a bit restless."Where... are we going?" he said.As the words left his lips he realised probably because of the tightcollar that his voice sounded a bit higher and more whisper than usual."It's a surprise but I like how you are getting into character," she said."It's not really me. It's the. He began kissing my neck while I unbuttoned his shirt, my hands roaming over his hard chest. He lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist, digging his fingers into my butt while walking to the bedroom. We lay down together, moaning and trying to unclothe each other and fondle at the same time. I pushed gently so he was laying down and I undone his pants, freeing his manhood, already rock hard. I took the shiny head to my lips, flicking my tongue around the mushroom-shaped head. Slowly. Her fingertips explored every intimate part of me, stroking my shaft, gently massaging my balls, even slipping her fingertips in and out of my ass from time to time."I'm glad you like it," she said with the most sensual voice I'd ever hear her use. "What would you say to tasting it fresh from the source?" I moaned loudly, obviously in pleasure from the though. I had told her before that my wife won't let me go down on her, and that I really miss eating pussy. "I kind of thought so," she.