The owner's gruff demeanor masked a quick wit and a deep loneliness that resonated with her own, and Helen always found it a pleasure to talk with her...when she came through. Since the noon rush was past, they were able to sit in the garden where the sun had begun to shed its warmth.Not too much later, in the warm afternoon sunshine of early spring, she drove along the Autoroute to the Agde exit and along the Route National 312. On her right, the purple heights of the foothills rising toward the. But I did not want her to shower alone.I n exasperation, she finally burted out, “Dad, why don’t you just help me? You’ve already seen everything I have!” I fired back, “You didn’t have then what you have now!!” She laughed, walked over to me and put her good hand on my shoulder, and said, “Dad, I really need a shower, and I really don’t mind if you would help,” smiling sweetly at me. I fanilly gave in and escorted her to the main bathroom, with the largest shower, a walk in, without a tub. I. Why don't you let me take off your gym shorts, too?" I turned back to Coach Cocker and reached for his gym shorts to remove them. When I did, he saw my hard little five inch clitty dick down in my little hot pink g-string. I knew his cock got even harder when he saw that, the way men's cocks get harder when they see girl's little clitties. I couldn't wait to get his gym shorts off and get a look at his big boner. I wanted it just like a seventeen-year-old girl wanted it and I even wanted him to. It sent hormonal waves throughout my body making that ring on my clit rub as I gently shook my legs. Damn it. I need not to want this man the way I do. I don’t know what it is about him but I got to give in to him, even though he has my attention. “I’m thinking about leaning you on that desk and sucking your dick,” I pointed to the left. "Or even bending over on the other desk and watch you take me from behind.” I pointed in the next direction. “I don’t know. Just a thought.” I looked and.