Grinding the hood of her clit against my nose. I breathed in her scent, a mixture of her natural musk and the floral shower gel. Moaning into the soft...folds of her womanhood, my tongue began to wash whatever it could reach. Between licks I told her how good she tasted. She answered back by pulling my face deeper into her, rolling her hips, smearing her essence all over my face.“You gonna make me cum?” she asked.Looking up into her eyes, I moaned, “ MmmmHmmmm!” and flicked my tongue over her. "Why?" she asked, "what's wrong with a perm?"I laughed. "Well, my mum is right. It probably will look stupid. Dadwill definitely do his pieces. Uncles and aunts will all piss themselveslaughing. I will end up spending too much money and look like a totaltwat just to be either moaned at, ridiculed, or both."I was angry now, and Mitch could sense it. I put the last roller in thebox and left Mitch alone in her bedroom. I didn't quite storm out, butit wasn't far off it. Luckily, my cigarettes had. After I let him cry it out, and comforted him in my arms, I looked down into his eyes. His eyes were beautiful, brown to match his scruffy hair and beard.“You know what I am. I could make you like me. I would become your father, and your life before you met me would be forgotten. You would forget your old father, and I would take care of you. What do you think of that?”He thought for a moment. I knew that moment; I’d seen it before. That measuring of one’s life versus the uncertainty of what. After a lot of talking we plucked up the courage to have a visit. P dressed in a flowing skirt,loose front button top, front fastening bra and no knickers or tights and off we went. Being still very nervious I was happy about the fact that all the car doors could be instantly locked by one button on the dash, I wanted to see her being fucked not m*****ed.When we got to the site and parked I noticed there were two other cars already there, both well apart and each seemed to have just one person.