And a growing pool like a lava flow from the tip of his cock as the after shocks continue to ooze out, flowing down his softening cock. Umm, how I wan... to lap up his pool of cream. Before sliding my sticky tongue upwards, licking up droplet after droplet. With a start, I realize my fingers have been busy sliding in and out of my feverish pussy. My fingers are just slick. I slide them out and bring them to my lips. The aroma is heady, as I slide them into my mouth. He can hear me sucking my. With one hand, he fingered her pussy. He wiped his cock up and down through her juices and started to stroke himself.It took him a few minutes before his cock was stiff again. He had Kelly on the verge of cumming between her loving to watch a guy jack off, the size of his prick, and the job his fingers were doing on her twat. When he finally pushed his three-quarter hard slab of meat into her tunnel, Kelly came immediately on contact.His cock was hard enough to fuck, but Kelly loved feeling it. Depression seemed to flow from her so thickly that I was surprised my father couldn't sense it himself. A quick glance at him confirmed that he had no idea that Carrie was unhappy. I would have to talk to him before I tried meddling with his secretary."John," Dad prompted, and I started."Uh, pleased to meet you, Carrie," I said. "Sorry... I was woolgathering." No problem," Carrie said, flashing me a smile that had no effect whatsoever on her underlying mood. She sat at her desk, and my Dad led. "It's for art" I countered. She took one menacing step into my room and folded her hands under her arms.She was wearing a tank top, like she usually does while working around the house, and the act of her arm folding served to push her breasts up into a nice cleavage valley at the top of her tight-fitting tank top."What is the assignment?" She asked through ever-so-slightly gritted teethe. I faltered. I expected her to ask something like "why would they ask you to look at dirty pictures!?" or.