I was proud to consider Amanda my girlfriend, and, ifthings continued to go as well between and for us as it had last night,I'd even start calling her...my girlfriend. I had no doubt but thatshe'd be more than pleased to be considered such. Her brief, ill-fatedaffair with Professor Hamburg notwithstanding, Amanda had always had athing for me, and I'd always been more than merely fond of her. It'sjust that, after graduation, we'd gone our separate ways and, untillast night, we'd lost touch.We. The salty scars of your adventure fill my mouth, flooding my mind and senses. My face is hot, glowing, as you kiss me while passionately insisting I acknowledge your mouth was wrapped around other men's cocks. That you tasted their seed. There is no refusing this, for to do that would be to refuse you, and you will have none of it. Your pussy is loose, warm, wet, and slippery. My arms enclose you against my body as you smoothly ride my shaft. Lifting your hips slowly, you raise them just to. " Just as quickly, her hand pulled away from her pussy as if she had just touched a hot stove.Chloe's lips were quivering from fear, not knowing how her father was going to react to what he found her doing. The youngster looked up into his face and their eyes met. Then as she watched, her father slowly knelt down in front of her. As she trembled, he reached out his hand, gently placing it on her knee."Let Daddy do that for you, sweetheart," he whispered."Dad," she said, hurriedly trying to pull. His main concern was that she was over sixteen. I assured him she was. After that he was all for it, why wouldn't he be? At my suggestion, Tracy phoned her dad and told him she'd be staying on a little longer. At about 12:45 Alan arrived and as we stood in the doorway, took one look at Tracy in her tight white jeans and T-shirt and whispered,"Wow, she's a sexy little thing, where'd you find her?" I whispered back,"Well, she more or less followed me home from the swimming pool. She's a randy.