But do you want to fuck me?" The hair was prickling on my neck. God I was so out of practice at this. I must have been blushing more than I realised. ...You do don't you!" "Yes Chantelle, y... you are an attractive woman." "Say it." "You want me to say I wa..." "Yes say it." "I want to fuck you." "There now, that wasn't so hard was it." She giggled behind her hand as her eyes dropped to the tent in my pants. Oh god does it get any more humiliating? "Now, we have a number of things to discuss.". Daddy said that I should suck it like a lollipop and as it started to get to the back of my throat to just relax and swallow. I did and to my amazement I did not choke. Daddy's pee pee went right into my throat. It felt weird, but Daddy seemed to like it and kept pushing my head down toward it. I really wanted the phone so I did not even try to stop. Besides it didn't choke me so I didn't mind. I began moving my mouth up and down on Daddy's pee pee until Daddy couldn't stand it anymore.Daddy. I thrust my tongue back at him, dueling like swords, as he pulled almost all the way out, and thrust back in. I could feel my pussy stretching, barely able to take all of him, and I felt so full. He put his hands under my ass, lifting me a bit for better leverage, and started furiously pounding away at me, barely pulling out before slamming back into me full force. I started coming again, and the contractions of my pussy did their work again, as with one final lunge, that I swear I could feel. At last, Friday morning arrived and the six of us who were going piled into a full-sized school bus in the early morning hours and hit I-25 for the long journey north.Through chance, I ended up in a seat across from Karen Hansen, one of the cute girls I mentioned. She’d been dating the same guy, Chuck, since her freshman year. He was now out of high school, drank pretty much every night, and he was becoming the equivalent of a John Mellencamp song (back then he might have still been John.