..sexy to let him see me like that. But then he started...you know, grabbing them and squeezing so hard that it hurt, and I told him to stop and he w...uldn’t and he started trying to put his hand under my skirt and...” She trailed off, her face shadowed by the memory. “I had to slap him to get him to stop...and that was my last date with Mr. Sloppy Joe.” She tried to smile but her expression was rueful. “Are they all like that? Peter’s not, is he?”Jane shook her head and tried to reassure. Then I put some on Cindy's hand and I put her hand on my cock to lube it up.As she was working me to a hardon, Cindy whispered in my ear, "Will you fuck my ass too?"We started to kiss as I said, "Mmm hmm."As we kissed, I took my right hand, behind Cindy's ass and started playing with it."Does that feel good?" Yes."Then Cindy said, "Show me what you're going to do to me!"I then stopped kissing Cindy, and focused on Jan's ass. I slowly worked in one finger and pushed it in. Once Jan seemed. Suddenly the room was filled with sexual electricity. They didn't even hear the clock on the mantle chiming as their bodies molded together. They kissed for a long time, like two randy teenagers, their lips becoming swollen and red from the passionate friction."Oh God, Rhonda," Robert moaned when their lips parted. He saw a fire in his daughter's eyes. God, it looked like the night that he had taken her mother's virginity, he thought."Stand up," Rhonda said breathlessly to her father, her chest. “No ma’am,” I said nervously, feeling like I was over a hill and safe behind a bush, but still half expecting to be thrown out of her world for this indiscretion.She looked intently down at her book.“You want to lick my ayass?“Yes ma’am,” I said breathlessly. “Among other things.”“Well maybe we’d better start with some of the other things,” she said, putting her book on the ground. “We ain’t never even kissed.” She was now looking directly at me and the surging blood in my cock told me what my.