She was old enough, mature enough, to know she needed to play fair. After she calmed down, she shifted positions and proceeded to give me a combinatio... hand job/blow job. She is very skilled at this, and – before long – I was ready to climax. She stayed on my cock with her mouth as she pumped and stroked the base of my unit. I soon blew my load into her mouth. As I did, she broke free of my hard-on and let a couple of jets hit her face. As my spasms subsided, there was quite a bit. Their bodies betrayed each of them and they both knew how excited the other was. Samantha was feeling so wanton that she didn't care that her father could see how much she needed him.Knowing that she might have experienced her very first orgasm, Stan withdrew his hand. By then his young girl had moved completely onto her back. As the last pleasures slowed, Samantha turned to face him. She opened her eyes to the quiet, darkened room. With that, he turned around to face her. He allowed his hand. I was woken at 8 by my mum in order to go to school. The girls always left first, their school being a little further than mine and their start time 15 minutes earlier. They would stay to school lunch but I came home to eat. I hated school meals. Mum waved them goodbye from the front door, walked into the lounge, put her hands up her skirt and slid her knickers to the floor. “One more before you go?” She asked walking into the kitchen where she sat on the table lifting her skirt and exposing. Or so I thought. I was so mad and hurt that he had been watching that filth as I thought of it at the time that I went to the gym and worked out for 3 hour’s. I was so tired when I was done but my anger was gone I was just really upset and hurt. I went home and got all cleaned up and put on my sexiest dress which thinking about it later I realize it was very conservative. It goes to below my knees and shows just a little cleavage. I had some lipstick on and eyeshadow on. I thought I was hot..