. that immediately gave way to him. He was enjoying the smell of inside of me and tasting my pussy and tickling my clitoris with his slimy tongue. Ohh..... he was lickkking and suckkingng.. and was he teasing me or pleasing me, or Both. Either ways, I was just not willing to stop, not even allow him to pause for breathing. I was holding his head in control as he romped my rosebud. My honey-pot was hit and was oo-oo-oozing and flowing and my juices excited him further more as he ate and slurped it. So, I did exactly as she asked and was having my bowl of cereal when she came in and sat down."Okay, kiddo, this is your lucky day." What's up?" I asked her."Sarah," she told me.Sarah was my younger sister, two years younger than Michelle, but two years older than me at eighteen."What about Sarah?" She wants to put pictures of herself up on the website, too, and wants you to take them. I told her about what I'd done and showed her the website and she's all excited." So, I'll be photographing. To be honest with you, I thought that maybe all of yesterday might have just been a dream.I smelled coffee. I checked the clock; 7:20. I was sure my Dad had showered and eaten breakfast by 7:00. With little doubt, he’d already grabbed his clubs and was on his way to the golf course to hit little balls with funny little sticks.I couldn’t help but wonder what the day might bring. Maybe HOPE would be a better word. I assumed my Mom was awake and was pretty curious to see what her reaction might be. ....that's it....oh fuck....your throat is so fucking hot and tight," he said with a sigh as he slid his cock slowly all the way in to the hilt again. It felt amazing to have his whole big body pressing down on my little one while all 11" of his rock-hard cock was snugly enveloped within my gripping throat. Once he touched bottom, he slowly withdrew until I could take another breath. As soon as he heard me inhale, he flexed his hips forward again. I found that now I was able to suppress my gag.