God bless my friends.My legs wobbled uncertainly on Rhiannon's borrowed heels, but I managed to keep up with Adam's lengthy stride as we wound our way...through the crowd and out into the cool spring evening. Adam waited in patient silence again as I donned my cardigan against the damp chill. I could feel his eyes taking in every inch of my torso before I drew the soft sweater over it and I somehow found myself at a loss for words at the unabashed appreciation which glinted in his emerald green. The guy hustled back to his office.Henry and I sat in the car after a small argument with the salesman. Henry turned the key. The engine snarled into life. I could tell from the smile that spread across Henry's face that he liked it. He revved the engine a couple of times, getting a deep growling roar out of it. "That sounds nice." he said.He pulled out of the car lot onto the street and hit the gas. The wheels gave a long screech as we took off. I was pressed back in the seat as Henry raced. ", Grandpa said pushing past the blockage that hindered his passage into my throat. I began to gasp for air, flingling my arms, as I felt his cock pushing further inside my mouth. I heard someone say to breath through my nose. Realizing it was Daddy coaching me, I tried to relax as Grandpa continued his journey into my virgin throat. "Get on your hand and knees Slut." Uncle Jim demanded as he pushed me forward onto my hands and knees. "I want to taste that sweet pussy of yours." The next thing. Athletic build with small breasts? Check. Slightly curvy hips? Check. Blue eyes? Check. Long legs? Check. Cute butt? Check. Overall sweet, girl-next-door look? Check.”“So brains and personality come before the physical attributes?”“Damn straight!” I said, then smirked, “Even I have to get out of bed and talk to girls every once in a while!”Jessica laughed, “Speaking of being full of themselves!”“What did you say? Can I back it up? I can. But we’re on the wrong topic. That’s not on the menu, and.