She took me to her little uniform cupboard and began to ask me for my sizes.I didn't have a clue so she said she would look at my shirt collar first.A... my shirt was tight i had to virtually remove it so that she could see the size.This exposed my chest which seemed to be exciting her.I was also beginning to get turned on and my cock was beginning to stiffen.After she had got the size of my shirt she said she needed to take the size of my trousers.I was about to take my trousers down when she. My mouth and tongue went wild lapping at her slit, drinking in the nectar she exuded as a prelude to sex. Claire had a unique taste; a musky touch of a spice like vanilla coupled with the sweetness and tartness of a lime. Every time I delved into her nest with my tongue, I felt so special and privileged to savor her juices. I wondered if God made redheads so they tasted especially good. When I told Claire that, only a couple of days earlier, she'd whispered, "I make all those juices just for. Rush registration. And just think,two weeks later, she would have to be back here to register forclasses. There was only a small crowd at the final room that James arrivedin. A bunch of tables were lined up against the wall with brightlycoloured cloth drapes over them. Greek letters adorned the hall, andnumerous girls and their parents milled about, talking to each otherwith smiles. James scanned the room, her eyes finally settling on theKappa table. There were a few girls chatting there, and. He bits my nipple teasingly making me arch my back as his other hand comes up to twist and pull my other nipple.In daddy's drunken haze he gets impatient and moves away from my nipples making me pout a little. He laughs and says "Patience princess. You'll have that feeling fulfilled in just a moment" I nod and take a small gulp as I feel him spread my legs again. He says nothing but immediately runs his cock head in between my open slit. "I...mmm daddy" I whimper and he chuckles "if you like.