"Bonjour, I'm Emmanuelle ... call me Manny, you must be Meli's father," she said softly in a lilting French accented voice as she took my father's han... in hers. The high heels she wore just accented the curves of her calves and the length of her legs. Legs which were left amply displayed for us by the tight, hip hugging mini skirt that barely covered her delightfully rounded French derriere. Her pointed breasts, braless, moved freely under an ivory colored silk top. In her heels she was as tall. ”An honest reply. She didn’t know if I would bail on them to save myself. And she was worried.“Come with me.”She blanched fearfully, but followed. In the living room, I sat her on my sofa while I faced her from my leather chair. Nervously, she kept that sweater pressed against her stomach, as if it were armor shielding from my unwanted advances. Yet that slightly frayed pink bra stood out for me to see. Invitingly... At first, she wanted to curl into herself to hide, but then straightened up.. Stepping around me, she picked up a cushion from the couch and placed it at my feet, then sank to her knees again, lifting my cock she slid a hand under my balls and pulled back my foreskin gently and licked the tip then slowly opening her mouth Cathy sank the first two inches into her warm mouth, licking up and down my shaft and then taking me back into that welcome orifice again. Wanking me into her mouth I could feel my climax approaching, trying to warn her and pull out, her hands went. I kissed her again full on the lips, as I did this my hand slipped into her panties , fingers touched her pubic hair then felt the top of her fruit, already damp in anticipation. “your first time I asked?” she nodded, breathing heavily as I kissed her neck and began to nibble her ear, my finger then touching her clitoris which was swollen with pleasure, rubbing it gently she let out a little whimper as then I tugged at the top of her panties pulling them fully down and off, she was naked,.