Sally had offered refreshments, and I had a glass of spring water. The door opened, and a very tall and good-looking redhead entered. This girl was cl...arly a female and proud of it.“Oh shit! What is she doing here?” the new entrant said.“She’s waiting for Jason,” Sally said.“Mrs. Sullivan, I’m Colleen,” the redhead said to me.“Nice to meet you, Colleen,” I replied.“Do you really think you should be here?” Colleen asked.“I just need to talk to my husband.”They did not seem to know what to do.. Take it in your mouth and suck if you want, just be careful of your teeth, for it may be hard but it is still delicate.” As she slowly strokes my cock up and down, I can see her thinking it over. She smiles and says, “I do not think I will try that yet. Maybe later I will give up and taste your cock and cum.” She squeezes and pumps my cock harder. I can feel my cock throbbing in her hand and know soon, I will be shooting my load of cum. My balls tighten and as I groan and moan, my cock starts. Our booth was hidden away well enough that I was sure no one knew we shared it, and the attention she drew from those at the bar grew with every passing second as she waited to order another drink.She had chosen her most provocative business attire for our last night there: a black suit jacket closed by a single button over a scanty, black half-bra; black six-inch heels; and a very short black skirt flaunting an unending stretch of naked thigh. She wore a pair of huge, black-rimmed glasses I. He said little during dinner and even less as he and Mona retired to their tent. While his wife gathered her towel and soap for her nightly bath in the river, he waited. And when she left the tent, he quickly slipped into his pajamas and stretched out his sleeping bag. He didn't try the book again, realizing it wouldn't help.Damn, he cursed. His daughter was no better than a two-bit street walker and he couldn't get her out of his thoughts. He couldn't bury the tempting vision of her ripe young.