Her juice began to flood my face and cover me. For a brief moment I thought she was peeing on me. She began stroking me hard and fast and and growling... I kept my tongue hard and in place. She continued to press. She gripped hard and stroked and shouted, "Cum for me Daddy, CUM ON MY FACE". "Cum for me Daddy, Cum for me! I exploded! I shot rope after rope of cum into her mouth, on her face, into her hair! She fell onto her side, she grabbed my leg and hugged it tight. I lay there completly out of. I pressed my finger between her wet flapsand slid it up and down parting them and then slowly pressed a finger in. She stiffened up and said "don't hurt me" so I removed my finger and moved around between her legs. She raised her head just in time to see me run my tongue over her clit."what are you doing" she said " I am going to give you pleasure with my tongue","just lay back and enjoy it". My tongue worked feverishly on her clit and tongue fucking her. She moaned until she let out a little. Antoine came back inside the store and leaned up against the counter. He was still smiling over at me, as he grabbed a fresh apple from one of the side crates."You gonna pay for that?" I laughed. He bit into the apple, and rested his elbows on the counter directly in front of me."When can I see ya?" he asked, still chewing pieces of apple in his mouth. I stared at his lips, noticing how full they were."Youre seein me now" I said, avoiding his real question. I felt fidgety, afraid Mrs. Delacroix. ”That did bother Emma a little. She had tried to talk him out of it, but his determination had been firm.At eight-fifteen, Emma moved into the spacious college hall, where flocks of young ladies flounced in all manner of styled and coloured gowns, and young men looked uncomfortable in dinner jackets and black ties.Emma had picked up the standard glass of punch, when her tutor, Maeve Richie, came dashing towards her, “I’ve been dying to see this gown.” She stood back to admire it “Oh, Emma, it.