I let out a sharp breath, and sucked in, feeling his tongue move against my slit, my hole, my clit. My hands scrambled for something to hold onto, but...there was nothing close enough. I settled for my tits, massaging them and pinching my nipples between my fingers. In-between the sucking noises, I could hear him moan. God, I thought. He's frickin' enjoying this! Chayton had never liked eating me out. It'd always been a fucking chore. But now . . . my legs almost gave out from under me. He. The only other man who has ever been able to eat my pussy and cunt and make me cum like that was my Daddy, and you were even a cut above him baby! I think I'm going to keep you for the duration!!"I know I must have had a shocked and amazed look on my face when she mentioned how her Daddy made her cum because she looked at me with an amused expression and said,"Now colonel, don't tell me you're shocked! You heard exactly right, I started having sex with my Daddy when I was just a sweet, young. It was a small towel and she was reaching for a larger one off the banister. "Oh sorry." I said half turning away to go, "I thought you said "Come in." "No I said coming, not to worry you're in now." she said. "Is the car fixed?" I nodded. "How much, will twenty quid do?" she asked "Yes that's fine." I replied. Hazel, now with the large towel wrapped around her, she reached over to the hall table where her bag was, she picked it up, while trying to hold the towel with one hand and open the bag. ."Mercer was right, shit did just happen to George, LimeStreet was chaos, and Jocko was there, holding his nosethat was streaming blood. It took a few minutes to getthings sorted but as Mercer said none of it wasintentional. The sequence of events is still open to debateand theorists are likely to be working the probabilitiesout for years. The main components of the incident areknown and it shows a mastery of working the odds that wouldconfound any conscious mind, a rat, a cucumber, an apple,.