With her jeans still on it held my hand tight against her clit but let my fingers do the job between her lips. She had her hands on my shoulders as sh... would go from kissing me to kissing and sucking on my neck. She was whispering to me how she liked what I was doing, urging me to go deeper , or faster and even told me not to stop . She had several small orgasms getting louder with each one until she pulled my hand away and sat down on the bed. “ I want you”she said as her hands started undoing. " And then he died?" I asked, having figured out that it had been less than a year since she sucked me dry."Aye," she said with a grin, "swived himself to death, I'd say. He was at me morning, noon, night and ten times in between when he could. I hardly ever got dressed proper, just a robe I wore. I spent my free hours, which were few, trying to create new positions, but he insisted on rolling me up like a ball with my knees by my shoulders and having his way with me while I was scrunched. You can use your hand that's holding the base tostroke the penis as well, just let it follow the movements of yourlips... up and down. That will speed things up considerably. And you canuse your tongue stud in various ways to increase sensation as well."Of course, as you practice this, you will find out for yourself whatworks best, and gradually you will develop your own techniques, and yourown style. But, for now, let's just practice the basics some more..."--It was Saturday evening, and he. It was not a weird situation as many times she used to jump on me for fun. “Nothing great, just a boring horror English movie”“Dad no, you are not watching this boring movie.” She got hold of the remote and started to surf other channels but sadly nothing interesting was going on. “Damn nothing good on TV. Let’s play poker dad” I smiled and agreed. We went to my bedroom to play, she was in her regular nightwear, a loose spaghetti short top with no innerwear and hot shorts as bottoms. I was in.