He appreciates.”“I don’t dress this way for Squirt,” she spluttered. “I mean, gross. He’s my little brother.”“Who’s grown into a man...” I stood up, wrapping my robe tight about my naked body. “When you’re ready to let your father go and move on to other men, I will support you. No matter who you might choose.”And then I swept out of the room, letting those thoughts percolate in her head, letting her think of Clint and her father in the same way. To open her eyes that her brother wasn’t a boy any. ”“And I’ll be ready to attack you again!” she giggled. “You aren’t upset about me not wanting to suck you?”“I’m lying here, still inside you, and you think I’m going to complain!”“But you licked me.”“Because I like it. And I like how it tastes.”“Would you, uh, not do that again? I want to kiss, but that’s just weird.”“OK,” I agreed.I grasped the rubber and pulled out, causing Emmy to whimper then sigh. I pulled off the rubber, wrapped it in a tissue from the box on my desk, then dropped it in. ..I'm never going to get to fuck her again. Or am I? She is all of 105 lbs soaking wet which is no match at all for my 210 pounds, certainly not a match at all with my adrenaline running. I pick her up and body slam her to the floor and decide that all the kinky things I always wanted to do but she wouldn't let me...I was about to do. Immediately Cara starts begging and whimpering but I pulled her panties off, balled them up and shoved them into her mouth. "Shut up bitch! I'm done. My legs fall open, hearing your sigh as you view the moist center of my womanhood, my mind reliving the jagged whisper of your voice, seeing you in my mind as your head slowly lowers there, sucking, licking, my hands slide from my thighs to the junction in between, juices flowing, dripping from the core of my womanhood onto my fingertips, my back arches as my mind feels your lips there instead. Caressing, stroking, a heat burning stronger and stronger with each vision of your mouth upon me. .