One evening while we'd all been round the radio, I 'd begun a kissing game on his ear. Suddenly my ardour had frozen as mother's icy tone permeated me... She had said it with such malice. 'You should be past that sort of thing my girl!' The moment was pivotal. It had induced a sense of shame into my open joy of romping with Dad. Something precious was gone. Thereafter, as a daydreaming teenager, I saw him as my unobtainable prince.I smile to myself now, at the irony of life. My upbringing has. “I’ll put the kettle on,” he said, “I don’t know about you, but I find washing dirty linen is thirsty work, and I could do with a brew.”She nodded and turned away with a look of disdain, to pick up a magazine from the small table on the other side of her chair.The sound of a teaspoon clinking in the mugs caused her to look up from the article she was reading, about the latest Hollywood hunk being caught ‘in flagrante delicto’ with some floozy from a reality show, and seconds later he came over. He was nearly 20 years younger than me. Very handsome and beautiful body. He invited me out to dinner and I graciously accepted. When he picked me up, he had really dressed nice and I was very pleased with his appearance. I was dressed to match his attire. He complimented me on my nice legs as we walked to the car. We had a couple of drinks before a very nice dinner. We talked very openly with each other, expressing our likes and dislikes. It was nice to hear that we had so much in common, even. His cum exploded out of her pussy and was dripping all over the floor. Her pussy was a gaping cavern at this point, expanding and contracting with her breaths, but not able to close all the way. After seeing this I thought of her as a real-life doggie sex goddess. I wanted to be just like her. I wanted to ruin myself for dogs, so that if I ever had the idea of being with a human it would no longer be an option. My feelings were reinforced as I watched her waist no time in licking up the cum off.