She continued peering at his eyes and took another bite. Somehow, she managed to drop the entire sandwich down between her legs where it landed direct...y in the opening of her shorts. She smiled at Dad and made no move to pick it up; I am sure she was hoping that he would again take the initiative to retrieve it. As he moved his hand, she opened her legs wider making the gape larger, showing herself completely with the sandwich resting against her pussy. He did not bother going for the sandwich. She is about to burst into flames. His kisses finally reach the destination. With a long slow lick, he licks up over her pussy lips. The relieve of finally feeling something, especially something wet and warm, sliding over her burning pussy is almost too much for her. Her whole body is shocking as his tongue reaches the swollen love bud. “Oh my god, oh my god…” is all that is coming out of her mouth, those words over and over. The cropped up feelings of desire, of need, were coming out of her. So whoever it was had been there at least half an hour.The same thing happened about three days later. Mrs. Wong called reporting somehow behind a tree, but as soon as I answered the young woman took off.It was four days later that I became aware of some loud talking outside my window. I got up to investigate, and as I reached the front door Mrs. Wong came around the corner with Lindsay, who was looking pale and sick with fear. Mrs. Wong said she had kept her eye out for anything near my house. Ethan slid it back, coating my shaft, and then used the skin to spread the oil. I moaned as he repeated the process.“Can you come again?” he asked, using thumb and forefinger to lightly jerk me.I answered with a moan.He squeezed harder and jerked me faster. I came with a sharp cry, almost too sensitive to climax. He released me.I lay still as he waited for the sensitivity to lessen.“I’ve got to do inside of you now,” he warned gently after a moment.“I know.”I closed my eyes as tried not to.