Her pussy still rippled from her orgasms. It felt like her passions were dying down in her. I'd have to fix that.“Oh, Daddy, I love this,” she moa...ed, her arms snaking around my neck. Her small titties rubbed against my chest, her nipples hard. “I love it when you're in me. It feels so right.”“Yeah,” I panted, my heart racing. “Damn, Kat, you are a wild thing.”“Mmm, Mommy never should have let me practice blowing you. I can't get enough.”“She should have known her daughter would have the same. Daintily, I wiped the offending liquid away with my fingers, and slippedthem into my mouth to be cleaned. The taste was just as unfamiliar,particularly now that I was less inebriated. But I managed a smile forWill, even as I was delicately transferring his load from my drippingbangs to my waiting mouth.It wasn't long before we reached a place I assumed was Will's. Irecognized the area, it wasn't far off-campus. Will was probably agraduate student, since I certainly thought I would have. Do you mind if I try on some of your clothes?" she asked,gesturing at my open suitcase.I was a little taken aback, but it didn't seem that big a request, so Isimply said, "Sure. Knock yourself out," expecting that she might takesome away to try on.Without a moment's hesitation, she kicked off her shoes, stood, andunselfconsciously pulled her dress over her head, laying it on the bed.Underneath she was wearing a pair of powder blue, lacy boy-shorts with amatching lacy bralette. While I had no. We progressed button by button. As I undid her blouse, she opened my shirt. We paused to stroke each square inch of skin we exposed. Somehow, she slipped a hand behind her and unhooked her bra, because it fell away from her B-cup breasts. I gently massaged them as she reached for my belt.“Didn’t this used to be easier?” she giggled, fumbling with it. She was wearing slacks as well, so we both had obstacles to overcome.“Let’s make this easy,” I said, disentangling from her and standing up. With.