Ramer and I both went back for seconds and then thirds, discussing the intricacies of her flavor profile, as Jennifer stood obediently still and conti...ued producing her sweet nectar for us, each dip of our fingers into her opening being met by yet another little rush of syrupy fluid and accompanied by an insistent moan from from the back of my daughter's throat. Ramer ran his hands over her body, constricting her throat, grabbing her hair, squeezing her breasts and flicking her nipples, keenly. Christie played with it for a while, feeling the soft tip and expressing wonder at how it was both so velvety soft and rock hard just below the surface. It seemed like an eternity before she began stroking my painfully hard erection, and in short order I once again shot my white stuff high into the air. Christie gazed at my quivering cock, watching the white stuff run down over her hand. When the rock hard erection began to subside, she again expressed wonderment at the versatility of the. I had no trouble finding girl friends. My only problem was finding a girl with which I would want to spend the rest of my life. There was one girl that I met during my Freshman year at Florida. Her name was Elizabeth Becker and I really, really cared for her and I wanted to get to know her a whole lot better. I knew she felt the same way toward me. At the end of the school year I went home to South Florida and she went home to North Carolina. We did keep in touch over the summer by letter and. Just don't let her see how afraid you are! Standing, Ben felt certain he would pass right out. He'd be here, facedown in a pile of fries when she got back. No, that will never do...GET OUT NOW! Ben's feet followed the order to move and a moment later, he crashedthrough an exterior door into a shaded parking area. Immediately, hebegan to feel better. Not great, but better. Ben moved out into thefading Wednesday sun near a side street and sat on a crosstie wall.There he recovered his breath.