Hmmm,just follow me, Al'an. She led me into small dressing room and told meto remove my blouse and slacks. 'Why my slacks? Al'an. Do as you aretold.... Oh, my mother has a blouse just like yours. And, I love yournecklace', which made me blush. The young clerk then went behind me. Shelooked down to see my string hanging out from my panties. "Oh, I see thatit is your time of the month! Oh you poor thing. I bet your nipples areso sore. Let me see'. With that she took each of my nipples into. Glenda in particular was just all aglow with what her daughter was doing up there on stage and how the crowd seemed so enraptured with the girl’s singing. That enraptured feeling was even more enhanced by the night’s final song. That final performance involved all of the choir, and Jessie in particular, in a very special, but not totally unexpected, way.That final song of the night was introduced by Jessie and she happily revealed to the crowd that it had been written and arranged by Jock. "At first I thought that I hadn't heard her correctly or that it was some kind of joke. Lena was always smiling and always playing practical jokes on me and everyone she knew and cared about."Okay, Honey. What's the punch line?" I asked. She looked me straight in the eye and suddenly I knew that she wasn't playing around this time. She had a kind of manic look in her eyes, like something was wrong with her. Lena and I had been married for six years. We had a great marriage and I loved her more. Martin threw his cares away as he began eating out his little girl's sweet pussy without falter, lapping up the juices that were on the outside before shoving his tongue into her insides, his nose pressed into her taint while he slurped and delved into that wonderful young cunny. Adrianne could only lay there, moaning and panting heavily, the feeling in her body unlike anything she had ever experienced before...feeling her father's tongue deep inside of her wasn't exactly what she had expected.