I fucking had to have her; wanted carnal knowledge of her succulent pussy, her scent. Every inch of her body appealed to me in a very animalistic mann...r. Moist lips… her moist lips—both sets beckoned me because she wore the most revealing bikini that I’d ever seen. The red bikini had to be at least a size smaller than I imagined that she would wear; it barely covered her breasts and her ass swallowed the lightweight material so it had no chance in hell of doing its intended task. My mouth. Could feel his slit drooling crystalline precum all over her lips, leaving them sticky and messy. “Hungry, my love?” he said in a soft, almost bemused voice.She gulped air into her lungs, almost unable to speak for a moment. “Yesssssss,” she moaned out, the single word barely coherent. Her lust was breaking her down, stripping her of any and all refinement, leaving her little more than a feral creature driven by raw, perverse hunger. Not that she minded. He gently pressed forward, inserting. I did not even take a bath, that night. I wanted to keep him inside me. I slept in a tightly curled ball, that night, after watching him drive away on Moving Day. I did not want to lose a drop of him.Fast forward to interstate exit 191. End of June. My second visit after Moving Day. He sent for me! Not just once on May 19, but twice? Yay! He did not forget me!! Getting driving instructions meant it is ON and that Daddy's dick was on the other end of that trip. How divinely erotic! Oh, gosh, I. .But then the hand got lower and lower and I started to feel something between my thighs. I was in two minds...do I try to make a move away and try to catch the pervy bastard or do I stay put. In the end I decided to stay put, after all it was starting to feel quite nice and a warm glow was spreading up from my pussy.Then the hand started to get more adventurous. OH.MY GOD, I could feel fingers actually rubbing my pussy through my jeans!I'm almost ashamed to say that I was enjoying this. My.