.. I love being your daddy’s slut ... Just watch ... I’m almost there ... He’s gonna make me cum all over his cock ... Ohhhh shhiiittt, Bobby ..... I’m cumming ... I’m cumming,” she announced through pursed lips. Then, unexpectedly, a thin jet of juices ejaculated onto Dad’s cock as he continued using his fleshy tip to lap at her climaxing clitoris. Mom writhed under the stimulation and let another smaller flow of juices erupt. As her unhooded knob grew too sensitive for direct stimulation, Dad. She hadn't felt it before, since Jonelle covered up so well at work. But when they got outside together, she felt this terrible, throbbing sadness coming from Jonelle. It was a mute, remote pain she apparently endured stoically, but it was now clear to Laura. This girl is suffering.Still, they never spoke of it. Jonelle, in fact, spoke very little, nothing about her personal life. Only after they had lunched together three times did Laura begin to recognize her own familiar stirrings of desire.. We’re in bed, cuddled into each other. “I love you too, Sweetness,” his fingers caressing my stomach, with his head on my chest. I run my fingers through his hair, stroking him lightly. * Snuggled in bed, we kiss and caress each other. Before, it was all sex, sex, sex, but now... Now we are moving closer to making love. Even in our hard and fast way, there is slowness, carefulness about it. As if we just want to please each other. We fall into a light sleep, our touches still caressing each. “ he began to answer me, but he stopped himself. “What do you want?” I asked him, only this time it came out as more of a command then a question. “You can have anything you want.” He looked up at me and smiled. He then grabbed me by the hips and pulled me down on top of him. He kissed me hard and even though I was not big into kissing I kissed him back. His lips were soft and I could not force myself to pull away. Finally he pulled away, rolling me onto my back and climbing on top of me. His.