What if I hadn't been fast enough? I glance over at her. She is quietly staring out the window. "Is this what you want?" I quietly ask her. "What ...o you mean?" she replies. "Letting strange men abuse you like that." "Let's not go into that again. You know what I want, what I need." "I just wanted to be sure." "What the hell happened back there?" I look at her, trying to decide what I should tell her. She stares back at me, dried cum covering her face. Her eyes, though, are defiant,. When I release my hold on her breast, she continues her climb, hands still in my hair, and rests her “treat” at my lips. I don’t hesitate, I take her fully into my mouth. Her moist folds are slick with her wetness. I lick her until her taste transfers to my mouth. She pulls at my hair, letting me know, what I already knew, she is loving this. She breaks away from me, for a minute to turn around, placing us in a 69 position. She lifts my short skirt revealing my mesh, fishnet panties. She moves. Hearing her comment on my erection caused my dick to twitch within my boxer shorts. She then moved her body up close against mine, wrapping her arms around my neck to give me a hug while pressing her hips against mine as she got on her tip-toes, my boner becoming squished in inside of my boxers & jeans."Mmh.." I softly muttered under my breath as my arms/hands traveled up to her mid-back region to hug her back, my boner twitching as she noticeably applied more pressure against it with her. The skin was stretching and going white at the very tip as it slowly pulled down the glans.“Is that hurting?” I asked “No, its OK just keep pulling it slowly” said Bob.Then the skin clipped snugly back behind the rim of the glans.I moved forward and inhaled. There was not strong smell of urine, just soap and some muskiness. The head looked very moist and was very dark. It kept jumping with each heart beat. Father Fred then said “OK Les get closer and pull the penis closer to your nose to get a.