She seemed glad, then realised what I went through andthe understanding that I had came to. This seemed to hither a bit.'Michelle, you're right, you c...n't be like this guy. You'renot going to be this big. I mean in height. You'll onlyever be a short arse and not built this well either. Doeslooking at him make you feel like a girl?''No. It just makes me realise that I am so different fromhim. I feel ashamed looking at him dressed like this.'She interrupted. 'Ashamed of what? That you look pretty. As you place your cock in my mouth.and fuck my throat so deep making me gag.you push it all the way in that your balls are all most in my mouth.then you hold it there saying thats a good bitch take it take all of your daddies cock.then i gag and all most vomit as the saliva comes out of my mouth.it runs in my eyes and all over my face.i want to wipe it away but i need to obey my daddy and cum so he can watch.you pulled out so i could catch my breath.i start to spit the saliva out of my. As soon as she shut the door, she was on her knees undoing my fly again."Don't you have any patience?" I whispered."Not when I feel like this. I'm sooooo horny. Why didn't you finish me off in the basement?" Hey, this is about not getting caught, not getting you off." Well it should be!" The teen hissed before slurping my soft cock between her lips. She engulfed most of my cock into her mouth. Only her thumb and forefinger were wrapped around the base of my dick. I was still recovering from my. My sons hand was now on my pantie covered pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted more. When I removed my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn't moving it around or anything. He was just letting his hands rest on my pussy. I waited for him to start moving his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was afraid to. I knew how to fix that.I took a hold of his hand and moved it up to the top of my panties. When I knew his fingers were above my panties, I pressed his hand against my body and slowly.