And it is a tender and passionate exchange, one of many highlights in our sexual relationship. The turn on to me is not that I am swallowing something...she has herself swallowed many times before, but the sweet way in which she shares my load with me, from her beautiful mouth to mine. And since she does not ejaculate when I bring her to orgasm with my mouth, I feel like I am swallowing her rather than myself.I can honestly say I don't feel attracted to men at all (I have been around men my. The young ladies were showing it all and driving me mad with desire. I had no girlfriend. I just spent days drooling over London's ladies - and I had no luck with women at that time - until one day ...I was going from Embankment to Kings Cross on the Northern Line. If you know that line well you will understand that from that station up to about Tottenham Court road it can be quite busy on those trains. Well I was standing by the door at the top of the carriage which joins the next carriage and. So, I tried to use my luck and lied that I too had a crush on her. On hearing this, she became very happy. We started talking almost daily, exchanging pics. One day, I thought of taking a step forward. So, I asked her if I can kiss her.“for that, we will have to meet”..she said.I was on cloud 9 after hearing this. I had expected her to get angry but it seemed like she also wanted me. I could not believe all this was happening so fast. It had hardly been 2 weeks. Anyway, the biggest problem was. Daddy should never have told me from that stop we had made that we could take a shower when we arrived at the lake house. My pussy just would not quit running from that moment. I wanted to be ready when we got to the lake house, so I lifted my shirt and pulled it over my head. Daddy looked and said, "Cupcake, what are you doing?" Before I answered him, I unhooked my bra and sat there naked in the passenger seat. I looked at him and said, "Getting ready for our shower." "I'd say," Daddy returned.