My little bitch whore. Keep cumming. Little tramp, like a whore. That's so good."My prick was surging spunk out now, in spurts, onto the wooden plank ...loor. Damn, I hadn't shot so hard in years it seemed. I kept slowly rubbing my hardness as they continued the conversation.Her voice almost a whine. "God, you make me cum so hard. Oh shit, it never stops. Omigod, omigod, omigod, omigod, omigod. My Daddy, my lovely wonderful Daddy who fucks his little one." "I love using you, Jessie girl. I want. Tickling her calves with my tongue, I slowly reached her Mons. I caressed them some more but didn’t touched her panty. From the look on her face, I was succeeding.“Just how much porn do you see?” she asked moaning. I didn’t reply but just clenched the string of her panty with my teeth and pulled it down. She was shaved. Her pussy lips were swollen and glistening. Her smell was like a hundred tons of ice-cream. I traced her boundary with my tongue to relax her. She clenched my hair and pull me. The universal truth of beginnings is pain. This is not a negative or positive thing, pain is a catalyst, and it motivates every living thing into action and with action comes beginnings. The pain of unspoken love moves us to speak with the object of our desires. The pain of virginity abandoned for the hope of love opens the way for conception, the aches and pains of carrying a child motivate a mother to prepare for the birth, the pain of contractions initiates the push of birth and the slap on. I feel she is about to cum, but I have to slam on my brakes as some asshole cuts in front of us. I can tell that she is distracted by the near-collision, so instead of planting my fingers back into her, I set my hand over her pussy and slightly flick her clit with my thumb. It takes a few moments to get her back into it but, by the time we reach her driveway, I've got her on the brink of cumming again. She doesn't get out of the car immediately. I walk around to the passenger door and pull it.