“Oh Daddy!” She moaned gripping the back of the couch her hips arching and pushing down against his mouth. She squirmed and bucked each time his t...ngue pressed against her clit. She wish the boys her age were half as good at her daddy at getting her all hot and bothered, that's why she was happy that for the next month she was going to be daddy's toy. She couldn't help but moan as his tongue pushed into her pussy spreading it open, her toes curling as he moved to sucking her clit two fingers. He groaned, feeling my messy bush, stained and matted with our juices, with his dick’s tip. I breathed in deeply, my nipples throbbing against the pillow I hugged, and reveled in the musk of our lovemaking. That scent of cum and pussy and sweat. That wondrous, naughty aroma.It left me so heady.I was such a bad Muslim woman. Such a naughty wife and slutty mother. I was a wicked teacher. And I loved it.“Ooh, yes, Carter, I need you in me again,” I moaned, my cunt aching for more. To be pounded by. Maybe I CAN trust her again, and maybe I've forgiven her ... well, mostly anyway, but I'll never forget the cavalier attitude she had while walking out the door to go have sex with you. I don't mean to be a hard ass, but she deserves to feel rotten."Nate assumed his little plan to test Terri had made everything alright but he could hear the anger that Brad still had stored up inside. He realized Brad was right; they probably both needed to continue with those counseling sessions. "I understand,. “I’m right here, silly.”“Shit!” she instantly said, giving me a nasty look. “You piece of shit!”Running my right hand into her shorts, I said, “Hey now. You have to admit you wanted to try it a little, or you would have knocked Tammy flat the moment she touched you.” Holly said as my hand found her hardening knob, “Stop. This feels so wrong to me.”“Then why are you getting so turned on?” I asked as I pushed her shorts and panties down.“Because it’s so... dirty. Tim, I really don’t think I want.