Even as she hurt me slightly, I failed to hold back.I scrubbed her twat nonstop and sucked the life out of her nipple as well. 'I'm making my elegant ...aughter feel good now. I'm just sucking her nipple and playing with her cherry, so I'm going to make her feel so much better than that MILF did that video.'"Fuck, I was wrong, you can talk all you want, you dazzling, but incestuous floozy. Suck that nipple like it is a fucking lollipop. Just save energy in those lips, you still have to use them. You have to build your strength with lots of trial runs."For a few minutes I just rested. I was covered with sweat and it felt like I had a small lake under my ass. "Did someone have sex in this room?" I asked. "I smell sex." Maybe" she said. "I need a shower and some clean bedding. If this bed is as wet as it feels, we may have to go buy a new mattress." You are indeed a woman of bountiful fluids," she said. "I felt like you peed in my face one time." No wonder my mouth is so dry," I said, as. It wasn't like anyone was going to do anything anyway. It was the day before the Cotillion. Most of the upper-level girls were checking out early to make sure their gowns were just right – and to have time to correct things if they weren't. Regan estimated that by noon, two-thirds of the upper-level classes would be empty.She had left her Audi convertible at home and accepted a ride to the mall from her father. Andy had sent a text to let her know he was running a bit behind schedule but that. Her eyes sent a message of a combination of surprise, apprehension and desire.I took the finger from my mouth and rubbed it along her lips. She opened her mouth for it. I removed it, once more rubbed it along her and offered it to her again, so that she could taste herself. She looked into my eyes again, and steered the wet finger into her mouth. She used my hand to move my finger inside her mouth, while staring into my eyes the entire time.I smiled, leaned in and kissed her. A small kiss at.