I feel my lips touch the base of your shaft and your balls. Holding my position, I look up at your face. Your eyes are still closed but your lips have...parted and I can see beads of sweat forming on your upper lid. I imagine my tongue sneaking through those lips, allowing you to taste yourself. Suddenly the feeling of your hand on the back of my head interrupts me from my fantasies. Your fingers thread through my waves of hair, tangling it in the process. I feel you start to gently move my head. The vibration sent Amanda crazy, and she shot towards orgasm. Beckys ass ended up in my face, and I fingered her pussy with one hand while holding myself steady with the other. I fucked Jane faster and harder. Her pussy tightened on my cock, sending my pleasure sky high. All the girls were now screaming in pleasure. I moaned as I felt the familiar bubbling in my balls. Amanda came first, spilling cum all over her moms face. That set Jane off. She thrust herself onto my prick, sending my balls. "Re." Caught unawares, I shifted my focus hastily back to her face."I am sorry," I mumbled, "What did you say?" That's exactly what I said," Ronnie replied, a little edge in her voice as she attempted to melt me with her smile. "I am sorry." For what, young woman?"She smacked her lips, embarrassed. "I lied to you." So..." Dad, I am so sorry! I shouldn't have lied to you... I was afraid you wouldn't let me come." What did you think I would have done, ground you for asking? Is that how I've. They've been quite crafty about getting rid of the butter; they've issued it to the Army and other institutions like schools, hospitals and prisons, and they're talking about letting pensioners buy it instead of margarine. The Europeans are also doing quite a lot of intervention to keep prices at a sensible level – you must have heard about the EEC wine lake and the beef mountain?" Oh yes, I've seen the stories about the wine lake - my Dad was quite worried that they were going to distill the.