She came up with a new plan and spun herself around much more confidently exposing her bare pussy to me legs spread wide. Waiting little time, I kisse... my way from bellow her life jacket to her pussy. The taste of the lake water was replaced by her flowing juices. I continued to devour her slipping my fingers in and out while testing her ass with my tongue and fingers. I kept going as she stifled moans nearing ever closer to orgasm. She finally let out a scream as she came violently her body. I and she used the same computer. She would leave daily unnamed messages in the new word file as if she has left a letter in half. I marked the same for few days. But have never courage to ask her about the same. One day I gathered some courage and gave the reply on the short notes. Next day she came and read the short notes but pretended as if nothing has went wrong. In the evening when she left for home I again turned the PC on to read the message if any. To my surprise she had invited me the. It was like Mardi gras on acid. People weredressed as either the most erotic aspect of themselves or as fetish playtoys of all sorts. There were pony boys and girls, masters and mistresses, furies galore, afew living sex dolls, enough French maids to clean and service the entirestate of Texas. There were 60's Go-Go girls of both genders dancing ondance floor as well as in cages near the stage set up by management, JamesBond and Bond girls, so many pussycats that I imagined kitty litter. The house that she lived in with her mother and father. She remembered coming home from dance class and as she made her way up the steps she heard her mother, crying uncontrollably. Morgan's daddy was talking to her, as he tried to calm his wife down. That's the first time Morgan heard the fear in his voice. Something she had never heard from her Daddy. Morgan knew right then that they were in trouble, and Daddy couldn't fix these tears with a kiss and a cuddle, like so many times before.Days.