I’d like to eat you.That sounded better in my head.Bella: You what?Me: I want to taste your pussy.Bella: What?! Here?!Me: Come on. There’s nobody ...ere.She’s going to say yes.Bella: Alright, fine.Yes! We go to the bushes near the path to have some cover just in case somebody comes by.Me: This works best when you lose the skirt.Bella: We could go to jail for this!Me: Don’t worry, nobody’s here.Bella drops her skirt and leans against a tree while I get on my knees. I kiss the insides of her. ”“I didn’t even realize it until just now, but there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for him. I was already grateful, but what I’m feeling for him now is much more than that.”“We’ll figure out what the best thing is to do,” Jake said. “Let me take a look at your brain. Maybe I can figure out why you’ve suddenly become a telepath.”Jake looked at the mind-reading section of her prefrontal cortex. It looked just like the other mind readers. He followed the input nerves back toward the occipital and. Kissing her again, gently at first, then sitting up and looking down at her. He brushed her bangs from her face and stared at her for a few moments. ‘He was a fool, I hope you know that,’ He stated. She simply shrugged. She raised her hips up again, wantonly trying to slide his cock into her waiting pussy. She wanted him so bad her body was screaming for him. It had been so long since someone had actually made love to her and Rod, being so gentle and sweet, she knew that is what it would be.. However, I very well knew that as soon as I stopped being aroused, my disgust would severely outweigh my curiosity. These feelings were just the aftermath of getting laid, and even having my first climax in the process.As such, another thought popped into my head. What if I were to tell my father something that would prevent me from being able to chicken out. Something that would permanently plant the idea into his head that I want him to get me pregnant?“Dad,” I whispered, “do you remember.