I laughed and told her not to be so rough with me and she laughed back. I knew she was getting into it because by this time there was no question that...her little cunt was trembling with a future orgasm.She began to move her hips and arch her back and started to pant hard, her breaths coming short and quick now. Even at that age, I knew what that meant.She was getting close to coming. I kept the same rhythm going and started to kiss and suck her lips again.She started squeezing me with her. " I couldn't help but smile and my cheeks felt flushed all of a sudden. "Now, where were we?"Immediately she put her hand over her thong and slowly ran her fingers over her mound as she looked me right in the eyes. She knew she had me and I was helpless in her presence. She did her best to entice me, even opening her legs wider and running her fingers underneath the sides of her thong, just enough for me to notice that her damp mound was clean-shaven, just how she knew I liked it."It's a shame. They pounded her at a steady, relentless pace showing no sign of passion or excitement. Her juices gathered, her clit throbbed from the continual scraping of the stiff, coarse pubic hair. Before she knew it a violent orgasm shattered what little was left of her equilibrium. How could it were the words she heard herself screaming inside her head as the delicious and violent orgasm worked through her belly. The men took no notice. They fucked her like machines...steadily and. I was online shopping for clothes, with dad at my side, the tease in me reveled at his awkwardness as I choose my underwear, sometimes just to shock him, but I loved drawing attention to myself, with my choices, of skimpy tight panties and half cut brassieres.‘Fuck me Mariel’, he would utter in an exasperated tone, ‘that’s outright cock teasing’, and I would agree and laugh.One day out of the blue dad offered me to shop online with him again, and for more lingerie, ‘Dad’, I asked, Í thought you.