I ate the ground up meat due to the afore mentioned teeth or lack there of. I didn't want Jennifer to miss out on a steak because of my dental shortco...ings."So Jen, tell me about the campground Rape?" Nothing to tell Deacon, best anybody could figure the woman was there with her small son. She took him to the bathroom about midnight. He woke up with one of those 'I got to go right now mommy' kind of things. Since the camp site where she was staying was open she took him to the bathhouse. The. "Sam, you either can agree to my terms and quit smoking or I willnag you for the rest of our lives together. Not to mention I willnever ever again be a part of your little dress up fetish."He knows there is not much use arguing with her when she's actingthis way and he does not want to loose the little bit of sexualinvolvement she does give him. Sam already decided that he might aswell play along and see what develops. He hopes this will beenjoyable and maybe Pam will actually get into it. "All. "And I thought: uh-oh, mild mannered wimpy stuff won't work with this gal. Definitely not a sweetie-pie, Jessica. A little less sensitivity, a little less the princess and more the young sex pot.She turned to me. "You're coming with Martha to the restaurant, right?" Yes, I'll be there."She beamed, a nice, cheery smile. She said, "Good. Let's talk some more when we get there. You can meet the gang." Fine," I said, "that'll be great."She turned to leave, but not before doing that rapid-fire eye. It wasn't long before my knees shook, and I began to have my orgasm, with my father's tongue pressed hard on my cunt. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes!" I shouted, my screams reverberating in the shower stall. I had finally obtained the services of my father's mouth. Calming down at last, we emerged from the shower stall, both satiated and clean. We laughed and talked as we toweled ourselves dry. I strolled out of the bathroom without bothering with my robe and looked back to see my father's eyes were.