And as I gained confidence with her, I would study and savour her opening for longer and longer each time we did it - touching it, measuring it, licki...g it, pushing her thickening inner lips apart with my nose, using the bridge of my nose to get her clitoris swollen.It was wonderful to savour the changing smell of her pussy. From the slightly salty taste of sweat and pussy juice mixed together as her knickers were first removed, to that milder smell and taste as her fresh juices started to flow. I wasn’t giving up and was answering right back even after being constantly groped by him.So, he went further ahead and inserted his hand inside my saree to grab my ass and while doing this he lifted my saree up to my ass exposing my thighs from behind which forced me to go as deep in his arms as I could.I quickly realized that I was helpless and he wasn’t going to leave until he fucks my brains out as soon his hand was on my wet pussy. This revealed that I was turned on and I was standing. I discovered that if I applied the pressure on the outstroke of my cock, then it slid in a little easier.I don't know whether it was because she relaxed or if there is just a natural barrier to get past but I discovered that once past that, her ass almost sucked my finger in. The moment that happened Megan let out a deep guttural moan and we both stopped moving for a moment. I could feel her clenching rhythmically as though she was trying to adjust to this new intrusion. I slid my finger part. Dad always drove, most of his tools and manuals were in his truck. “You are going to miss my birthday and graduation,” I said with a mouth full of spaghetti. “I am sorry David” he said, “I cannot help it, plus we need the money as property tax time is due in three weeks.” Mom smiled as always, “darling we will be just fine” she said. To whom was she speaking flew through my mind! We finished dinner each of us carrying our plates to the sink. Four hours of daylight left, and it was back.