"But I think I always did it just because it felt good to do it. I didn't like, have a goal or anything. And then since I started having sex, I still ...o the same thing. I lay in bed and just sort of, run my fingers around my lips and everything." Do you get wet when you do that?" Nate asked, marveling at how it had become relatively acceptable for him to ask a question like that of his daughter's friend, and ask it in front of his daughter, no less."Yeah, I do. And that feels really good too.. Look at her lift that cunt begging for more.I think she just likes that too much. Lets see if we can fix that little problem." IfI could have seen the malicious light in his eyes, I would have been immobilizedwith fear. Walking back to where the Destriers waited he open the pack restingat its feet. Opening it he pulls out a small packet. Using the leather gauntlethe lifted a single leaf from the pile then walking back to where I lay open andexposed he steps between my wide spread thighs and. With a few subtle hints we were able to train my throat to take his cock to his balls and keep it there. It probably helped that I was loving my new skill and that the cock behind me was still fucking me like mad.Now I could deep throat his cock I was their total slut. They fucked me from both ends, holding me tight and using me (hopefully) as somewhere to dump their load.The guy in my mouth was first. He face fucked me before driving in to his balls and shooting his cum. I felt his cock throb. ’“You had something in mind,” Jennifer said.“Carol hesitated. She poured more coffee, obviously just to be doing something. She got up and moved to the railing, looking off into the distance. She said, “When I was at college…”Jennifer was staring at her, wondering what in hell her neighbor was talking about. What on earth could cause Carol to act so hesitant, almost embarrassed?Suddenly Jennifer got the idea.For a moment she looked startled. Then she smiled and said, “I’m not shy. You can tell.