I PLACED MY HEAD BETWEEN HER LEGS AND COULD SMELL THE AROMA OF HER LOVE JUICES. AS I PUT MY TONGUE ON HER PUSSY I COULD FEEL THE LITTLE LUMP THAT WAS ...ER WEE HOLE. I SLOWLY BEGAN TO WORK MY TONGUE DOWNWARDS TOWARDS HER PUSSY HOLE WHERE I WAS MET WITH THE MOST SWEET, STICKY TASTE OF LOVE JUICE. NEXT, BY ACCIDENT I FOUND HER CLITORIS, TRISH GAVE THE SAME SOUNDING RESPONSE AS SHE HAD WHEN I WAS WORKING ON HER BREASTS, BUT THIS WAS MORE PASSIONATE AND SLIGHTLY LOUDER. I REALISED IMMEDIATELY THAT I. And she’d enjoyed the attention, the belief that he lusted after her.So, to be asked if she minded getting fucked by her father — and six other men — oh, yes… bring it on.David told his daughter to go shopping for a special outfit. No panties, no bra, just something tight and very short. Those were all the details he gave her. When she saw a backless mini-dress, she bought it. Along with five-inch heels, she looked stunning.At home, she put on the outfit for her dad to approve. She also wanted. As I sat he began, "Bill, I've known you for about six years now, and Iknow you are a brilliant biologist and psychologist. Your reputationwhile here at our school has brought in many many grants, and gone along way to building up the reputation of the school in general. "Thanks Brad, I appreciate that," I said back cautiously.He continued, "However, the President and the Chancellors have receivedso many complaints about your current line of research, in particularyour goal of finding a cure. Laura's eyes were still red, and she sniffled a little. Yvette looked worried. She reached out one long, tapered black finger and ran it down Laura's cheek, a caress of infinite tenderness, a quality Yvette showed seldom.Laura smiled. "You shouldn't have made her mad," she murmured. "She has influence."Yvette's eyes had gone a little glassy. Laura recognized the look. Yvette was overcome by sexual desire. First getting heated up by Rhonda, then spurning her and coming over to Laura, all that.